South City Snow Lake.
The lakeshore was packed with figures, all intently fishing for Dao Transformation Sturgeon. Cries of surprise rang out one after another, and wild delight spread through the crowd.
In the past,
Island Master Sa Donglai would have flown into a towering rage upon learning of this.
But now,
he was feasting with Yi Feng in a luxurious residence, his eyes brimming with delight. How could he spare a thought for such trivial matters? The other two sect masters were even more overjoyed.
After several dealings, the three had all obtained quite a few Dao Transformation Sturgeon and broken through in succession. They had already clung tightly to Yi Feng's enormous thigh, seizing every chance to outdo one another in fawning over him. No matter what, they were unwilling to leave his side.
Laughter and cheerful chatter filled the banquet.
Seated in the place of honor within the pavilion, Yi Feng felt quite gratified as well.
This return banquet for Sa Donglai had cost him the huge sum of one hundred Immortal Crystals. The price was a little steep, but the results were pretty good.
Having money really was great.
Back in the day, Yi Feng would never even have dared imagine spending a hundred on a single meal.
Just as everyone chatted and laughed,
Miss Lu seemed somewhat absent-minded. Holding her wine cup, she hesitated in a daze, looking utterly out of place amid the joyous banquet.
Noticing her unusual expression, Yi Feng looked over curiously.
"Miss Lu, does today's food and wine not suit your taste?"
Everyone in the hall turned to look.
Miss Lu raised her eyes in alarm and hurriedly nodded an apology.
"Mister, you misunderstand. Today's food and wine are excellent. This little woman merely lost her composure somewhat because..."
Seeing that