dimple."Senior Brother!" the young girl cried out in a crisp voice."What senior brother!" The young man glared, "Call me Senior Uncle!""Oh" The girl tilted her head, looking at him with a mischievous...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. Chiyo brought with her.Ji Yan really wanted to ask how he died, but quickly realized that since Lu Ye could speak so confidently, he must have been involved.Let me know if you have any other text you...