body.He snapped his eyes open, meeting the crazed and fervent gaze of the fox demon's emerald eyes. It danced and leaped just out of reach, disrupting his concentration.Wind surges, his figure darts...Moments later, Lu Ye sat in a partitioned room, with screens blocking prying eyes. The demon cultivator was gone without a trace, but before leaving, she told Lu Ye to wait here. Someone in charge would soon come to trade with him. If he had any other instructions, he could shake the nearby bell and someone would attend to him.

On the table stood a pot of freshly brewed tea. Lu Ye poured himself a cup and took a sip. Immediately, his expression changed to one of surprise. This was no ordinary tea; within the brew lay a trace of spiritual energy, though faint, it was undeniably present.and Xiao Lao were in the back.Unlike Lu Ye and Pang Huan Yin, who were laughing and chatting merrily, the two people behind them both had furrowed brows and worried expressions.As for Mr. Xiao...When...