Starfolk goods had been hugely popular several centuries ago.
They were useful, cheap, and plentiful.
More importantly, every Starfolk trade had been handled by a group of beautiful young ladies—good business and easy on the eyes.
However, those young ladies had unexpectedly low combat ability. Because of that, they gradually attracted the attention of people with ill intentions.
Fortunately, the Starfolk had always been secretive and extremely cautious, so those ill-intentioned people had almost always returned empty-handed.
And the reason the Starfolk became a "legend"...
Was because, from a certain point onward, Starfolk young ladies had never appeared again.
The Starfolk-related items left on the market became fewer and fewer, while their prices rose higher and higher.
It had already been several centuries since any new Starfolk products had appeared—until recently.
Thus, for the centuries that followed, the Starfolk had been like the face beneath Lotlyn's veil: rarely seen by anyone.
Rumor had it that whoever controlled the Starfolk controlled an economic lifeline.
Inexhaustible potions, specialty products that could enhance one's abilities, and young ladies with tails...
After several more centuries of being passed down through generations, it had become a legend.
Lotlyn found it hard to believe that Lin Feng was the Starfolk's new leader, because the Starfolk had never had a man among them.
But someone as powerful as Lin Feng did not seem like the sort who would lie.
Lin Feng noticed the distrust in Lotlyn's eyes. Without another word, he directly created an image in the air.
In the image, a large group of young ladies laughed and worked.
Naturally, Lotlyn also saw the distinctive tails behind the young ladies.
"It's the Starfolk..."
Moreover, she noticed the environment in which the Starfolk lived.
All kinds of plants formed from clusters of star Light, beneath an azure