The other party named a cautious price of three thousand pieces, as if they were afraid of scaring me away.
Confirming there was no mistake.
"Three thousand pieces, huh..."
"It's expensive indeed, but you get what you pay for, Nine. Don't say Mr. Wang isn't accommodating. Offering you the information for three thousand pieces is already the insider price. If you have other channels, you can ask. For this level of information, without offering at least five thousand pieces of pure incense, you can't even get a moment of their time."
"Alright, three thousand it is then."
Zhou Ping'an summoned three thousand wishes from his Sea of Consciousness, hesitated for a moment, but still sent them over.
A white light approached the Traveling Envoy, then disappeared without a trace.
I wonder if it's an illusion.
This time, when Zhou Ping'an listened to the other party speaking, he felt the person's voice became noticeably more animated and slightly excited.
