Liszt could not help turning away with a faint smile.
Hill did not know whether the Earth Goddess would want this bottle, but he could hardly give something he himself disdained to someone he respected.
So he simply let Hai Weilsen handle it first.
If he truly intended to sell it outright, he would have told the other party to name a price.
How to put it... generally speaking, whether human or god, anyone trading with a well-connected junior with powerful backing would offer the highest price they could.
"Then... what if Mr. Hai Weilsen wants it for himself?" Liszt asked with concern.
He knew Hill very well, so he understood all the better that Hill had not suddenly caused such a stir merely because he coveted an endless supply of seeds... moreover, he had deliberately used the Magic Book he usually tried to keep hidden, drawing all those prying eyes across the multiverse onto himself.
Hill had never liked living under other people's scrutiny. If he did something like this, he must have wanted to conceal something.
Liszt's seemingly casual question actually carried many implications. Naturally, he also understood that while the bottle was hardly essential in its uncorrupted state, once corrupted, it might instead hurt someone Hill cared about.
He did not even need to think to guess that it was the Earth Bears—the ones who had not yet reached adulthood.
After all, whether Adrian or Lynn, neither warranted going out of one's way to corrupt a life divine artifact just to deal with them.
Yet precisely because they were so obviously easy to deal with, no one would risk offending a whole host of gods to trouble them.
For people in their position to suffer misfortune, the protectors sheltering them would have to be gone first.
But