Inside Qulin City.
The young man strode straight toward Buy Fate, the Daoist. Passersby around him made way, yet their eyes never turned toward the stern-faced young man, as though they were unaware of his existence.
He squeezed through the crowd.
The young man stood before Chu Xingchen. The people behind him looked puzzled for only a moment at the young man who had abruptly appeared before them, then continued standing quietly at a distance.
Chu Xingchen regarded the young man calmly, a faint smile appearing on his face:
"Didn't you say yesterday that I could set up my stall?"
Xie Lingyu frowned slightly as she looked at the young man before them, but however she looked, she could see nothing about him that resembled a [Demon].
The young man smiled as well. "Of course. But I've come to sell an affinity. How much do you think mine is worth?"
Chu Xingchen did not answer immediately. Only after waiting a moment did he speak:
"Not a single copper."
The young man keenly caught that detail. Presumably, this man's every move was being monitored. At the very least, the person behind him could hear him and could contact Buy Fate, the Daoist, through some means.
But that was just as well. It saved him having to search for the person behind them.
He applied a little pressure. "You Evil Cultivators should understand that making something succeed is difficult, but making it fail is very easy."
"So you're planning to compete with our Evil Spirit Cult over how low we can stoop?" Chu Xingchen could hardly conceal his smile as he spoke calmly.
"When we massacre a city, we don't even spare the ants. There are oceans of things we can ruin. Surely you haven't stayed here because the sesame flatbreads are