Having decided he would most likely profit from this, Mo Chen asked, "You only started Talisman Drawing recently, didn't you?"
"This talisman... er... the drawing is a little ugly, but I can tell you have some talent. Setting up a stall at your age—did something happen to your family?"
Mo Chen set the Talismans down and quietly watched the female cultivator.
"Um... yes. My grandfather fell ill, and I couldn't raise enough spirit stones to pay for his treatment, so I started making them myself, following the steps he used for Talisman Drawing..."
Her voice grew softer and softer. Without his Divine Sense, Mo Chen would not have been able to hear her.
"I'm interested in buying a large quantity of your Talisman Paper. Would you..."
Before Mo Chen could finish, she immediately lifted her head.
"Do you mean that?"
"Of course, of course." Mo Chen reached out and patted the stack of Talisman Paper.
"This isn't the place to talk. Let me pack up my stall, and we can discuss it properly."
With that, she took out two Storage Bags, deftly packed away the Talismans, and walked ahead to lead Mo Chen.
After leading Mo Chen out of central Tianzhou City, the girl wound her way among taverns and restaurants for quite some time before finally stopping at an unremarkable inn.
"This isn't the cheapest place in Tianzhou City, but considering my grandfather's injuries, I chose a midrange inn for a long-term stay."
After explaining this to Mo Chen, she turned and hurried into the inn.
Mo Chen glanced at the sign.
Fu'an Inn.
Then he followed her inside.
In a guest room at the Fu'an Inn, the female cultivator gathered up the bundles of medicinal herbs while giving Mo Chen an embarrassed smile. "My humble lodgings are terribly