Each time another Basic Treasure-Storing Talisman was placed on the table, the white-haired old man's pupils trembled.
"You still have five more Treasure-Storing Talismans like these...?"
His voice trembled slightly.
This was actually a deal worth as much as three million Abyssal Gold Notes?
Thinking of the profit involved, his breathing quickened.
This single transaction was enough to equal an entire year of his performance!
Yang Ling quietly observed him.
The white-haired old man's cultivation was not particularly high, merely Middle Fourth Grade.
The man's emotional fluctuations were impossible to conceal before him.
Even if he appeared as immovable as a mountain, as long as the slightest greed arose in his heart, Yang Ling could detect it at any moment.
"Young friend, how many people know about this deal?"
The white-haired old man suddenly asked.
"What is it? Since I dared to take out the Treasure-Storing Talismans, I'm not afraid of you trying anything."
Yang Ling replied calmly.
The white-haired old man hurriedly explained, "A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. How could this old man possibly be planning anything.
"If I were to break the rules, the Abyssfolk would never come here again. I cannot bear the consequences of that."
So, according to him... the fact that the Abyssfolk came here to trade with them was already the result of those above turning a blind eye?
That made sense. The Abyssal Beast Grotto was so vast that many rare flowers and herbs were actually controlled by the Abyssfolk.
With that in mind, Yang Ling frowned.
"Then why ask such a needless question?"
The white-haired old man looked somewhat strange.
"Young friend, Divine Weapons like Treasure-Storing Talismans are somewhat sensitive. If the Nine Immortal Talisman Sect learns of this, they may very well intervene and investigate.
"This old man merely wishes to avoid