"Greetings, my lord!"
The instant he saw the Penglai Token, the shopkeeper's eyes widened, and he hurried out from behind the counter.
He bowed deeply to Lin Mo, his tone utterly respectful. "I did not know you would grace us with your presence, my lord. Forgive this old man for failing to welcome you properly."
"Whatever you require, my lord, you need only give the word. This old man will spare no effort!"
As expected of the Penglai Commerce Association's supreme token of authority, its influence was truly extraordinary.
Lin Mo put away the Penglai Token and gently waved a hand. A soft force flowed out, helping the shopkeeper straighten up, before he said quietly, "I need a Snow Demon corpse. Do you have one here?"
The shopkeeper hesitated in surprise.
He had no idea what Lin Mo wanted such a thing for, but dared not ask. Cupping his hands, he replied, "We have none here, but the City Lord's Manor treasury does hold several mummified Snow Demon corpses, dating back several hundred years."
"If you need them, my lord, this old man will send someone to the City Lord's Manor at once and have the mummified corpses brought to you!"
The Penglai Commerce Association's resources and influence ran deep indeed.
Even if something belonged to the City Lord's Manor, the Penglai Commerce Association could obtain it through a straightforward transaction for a small price. There was no need to worry about whether the City Lord's Manor would refuse!
"Several hundred years?"
Lin Mo hesitated slightly, no longer entirely certain.
He had originally planned to draw a trace of life aura from a Snow Demon corpse and use the Heavenheart Sunflower Gall to conjure a Snow Demon's body, then sneak into the vicinity of the Ice Palace to investigate.
But