"Enough, quit clowning around! You never take anything seriously."
Sh...ev Yang shot Gu Cheng a glare. "Back to business. When are we leaving for Jingjue Ancient City?"
Gu Cheng thought for a moment. "In the next couple of days! I have a few things to take care of, then we can leave."
"Good!"
With a definite answer from him, Sh...ev Yang's mood improved considerably, and she unconsciously relaxed in her seat. "You transferred the money back to me last time. What
happened? Did you not get the item at the auction?"
Gu Cheng shook his head. "I got it. For free."
Remembering Oliver's sour expression left him feeling refreshed, body and soul.
"But thank you anyway for being willing to lend me the money."
"You got it for free?"
"That's a long story. I'll tell you when we have time. Uh, right, do you still have that mask your father left you?"
Gu Cheng suddenly remembered the golden mask her father had mailed her.
"Yes, of course I kept it. It's a clue my father left me."
Sh...ev Yang asked, "Why are you suddenly asking about it?"
Gu Cheng pondered whether to tell her the secret of that golden mask.
Otherwise, there was no telling when someone might swindle her out of it.
It was a divine artifact, after all.
If he remembered correctly, its attributes seemed pretty impressive too.
But after thinking it over, he still decided to keep it from her for now.
This woman was far too curious.
He feared that once she learned divine artifacts existed, she would insist on getting to the bottom of everything and come up with a whole pile of questions. Then he would be the one with a headache again.
"Oh, nothing. I just meant you should bring that mask along