Zhao Lin, who had teleported her train here, turned around and froze briefly at the sight of the silver-white card spinning at Ye Qiyan's fingertips.
Her heartbeat inexplicably quickened.
An absolute longing emerged deep in her heart.
The last time she had felt this way was when she had climbed to the top of the Altar and seen the Game Card called the Rock-Paper-Scissors Game.
"Brother Qiyan, that card?"
"A Game Card. You should have seen something similar before. Want it?"
"Yes... ah, no, no, no, um, it's yours, after all..."
She had instinctively spoken her truest thoughts.
There was no way to conceal the longing in her eyes.
"If you want it, I'll sell it to you."
"Really?! Thank you, Brother Qiyan! Then... how much?"
Ye Qiyan casually tossed the Flower Heart Lock in his hand, and Zhao Lin's gaze kept following the tumbling Card Sequence.
It was already quite a feat that she had remembered to ask the price.
"What do you think?"
"What do you think a Card Sequence would be worth to you?"
Ye Qiyan tossed the question back to Zhao Lin.
"..."
Silence.
Longing.
Indecision...
Her emotions influenced the atmosphere.
"Just let me think for a moment."
There was actually little to think about.
Zhao Lin returned to her train.
She took out the seven hundred-plus Train Coins she had only recently obtained, hesitated a moment, then took several carefully preserved boxes from one of the carriages.
"These, and these, make seven hundred and sixty-six Train Coins in total. If that's not enough, these few things are all I have left... Brother Qiyan, is there anything you want?"
Ye Qiyan's gaze did not rest on the Train Coins. Instead, he looked at the boxes.
The boxes contained low-level items and blueprints.
One glance was enough