Prisoner of the Divine Realm!
Chapter 816

I'm Afraid an Hour Won't Be Enough

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The middle-aged manager led Yang Ling to a private room on the second floor.

During that time, Yang Ling learned from him that this shop had been opened by the Myriad Affairs Bureau.

Yang Ling had originally wanted to leave, but then he thought that leaving like this would arouse too much suspicion, so he ultimately stayed.

"A shop opened by the Myriad Affairs Bureau should offer a higher price."

"Guest, what Divine Weapon are you planning to sell us?"

The middle-aged manager asked politely.

"This."

Yang Ling took out a Treasure-Storing Talisman.

The middle-aged manager glanced at the Treasure-Storing Talisman, and confusion flashed through his eyes.

"A talisman? What kind of talisman is it?"

Yang Ling said, "A Treasure-Storing Talisman."

"A Treasure-Storing Talisman? This is a Treasure-Storing Talisman?"

The middle-aged manager was slightly startled. His gaze was filled with disbelief as he lowered himself, his eyes nearly pressed against the talisman as he examined it closely.

A few breaths later, he rose awkwardly.

"Guest, I have never seen a Treasure-Storing Talisman before, so I cannot determine whether this is the kind I am thinking of.

"Please wait a moment. I'll invite the shopkeeper to come and inspect it."

"Make it quick. I'm in a hurry."

Yang Ling waved a hand.

The middle-aged manager hurried away. Before long, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded outside the door.

A white-haired old man returned to the private room with the middle-aged manager.

The old man glanced at Yang Ling, but his attention was immediately drawn to the Treasure-Storing Talisman.

"You, leave first."

Hm?

The middle-aged manager froze briefly, then seemed to understand. Somewhat unwillingly, he left the room.

"This is a Basic Treasure-Storing Talisman. It contains its own space. While it is not a Divine Weapon meant for combat, it is far

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