"This object, the elderly wants it."
Zhao Sheng waved his hand, and a wave of invisible force swept out, pushing the jade box to the other side as he spoke indifferently.
The middle-aged man gave a hearty laugh, but shook his head and said, "Ha ha! The senior is indeed straightforward, but I'm afraid the spirit pills on the table are not enough to exchange for such a rare treasure. After all, the commerce has taken on a great deal of risk to acquire this Enfeoffment Decree for you!"
"Oh, is that so?" Zhao Sheng raised an eyebrow, his response neither affirming nor denying.
The man wasn't lying—the Enfeoffment Decree was a treasure strictly controlled by the Heavenly Dao Sect.
If it had been a thousand years ago, the Enfeoffment Decree could never have ended up in the hands of Chu King's Commerce.
