At Xiao Yan's words, the old man's hand suddenly trembled as he drew his map. At last, he raised his head and looked at Xiao Yan.
A horrifying scar marked his aged face, stretching from his left cheek all the way to the corner of his eye. Although his gaze was calm, the scar still lent him a fierce air.
Xiao Yan knew perfectly well where that scar had come from. His wife, who was tucked inside his sleeve, had given it to him.
"Sorry, friend. This map fragment isn't for sale."
Seeing Xiao Yan smiling at him for no apparent reason, the old man felt rather baffled, but he still shook his head slightly.
Although he had no idea what this incomplete map was for, he knew very well that it had to be extremely valuable. Unless he had absolutely no other choice, he would never sell it.
As he thought this, the Dou Qi within him readied itself for battle. The boy before him was frighteningly young, yet impossible to read.
He kept feeling that this boy was as unfathomable as an abyss.
Although common sense said that was practically impossible, his many years of combat experience told him that only caution could keep a ship sailing for ten thousand years.
Just as he finished preparing to stop the boy from snatching the map, the black-robed youth spoke calmly. "This map truly is a priceless treasure."
"But what if I offered a Barrier-Breaking Pill in exchange?"
At Xiao Yan's words, a look of alarm finally appeared on the old man's aged face.
"Who exactly are you? How do you know about the Barrier-Breaking Pill?"
"Heh heh, don't be so nervous, old fellow. I'm here to help you," Xiao Yan said with a broad smile.
"Here to help me..."