Trading with a Soul Bone

Jiang Mu did not have to wait long before he heard heavy footsteps approaching.

"Mm."

He looked up and saw a white-haired, hunched old man. The guard followed closely beside him, though fear still lingered in the guard's eyes. Clearly, he had been frightened by Jiang Mu's earlier attack.

He was somewhat worried that if there really was a deal to be made, he might be shoved out to take the blame.

Bai He did not waste words.

Someone had come in the middle of the night claiming to want a deal, and had even used strength to frighten his guard. His first guess had naturally been Spirit Hall.

However, the moment he came out, he was stunned. Jiang Mu was clearly still young. Even if Martial Soul cultivation could accelerate physical development, it could not advance it by much. Thus, Bai He overturned his initial guess and asked curiously.

"Young friend, what transaction do you wish to discuss with me?"

The Speed Clan had not yet been abandoned by the Clear Sky Sect. They were still a highly competitive clan and force, and naturally carried themselves with pride.

A brat came in the middle of the night—was he trying to seek their protection?

Jiang Mu had never believed that his appearance had to make everyone else lose their minds and obey him unquestioningly.

He certainly did not think that way.

The displeasure in Bai He's tone was perfectly normal. Coming in the middle of the night to discuss business sounded unreliable no matter how one looked at it.

Yet that was the reality. He truly had come to make a trade.

He had already prepared the goods for the exchange, and he believed Bai He would be satisfied. He simply would not take them out yet.

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