After sending the message about the sack of rice, Ye Weiming continued to dine with the others. Half a minute later, the messenger pigeon flew back.
[Cannot be discarded, cannot be destroyed, cannot be traded?]——Slash Slash Slash
[As you see it.]——Ye Weiming
[Where are you?]——Slash Slash Slash
[Under Qingcheng Mountain, in Su Zhen's restaurant, in a private room on the second floor called Grassroots Hero.]——Ye Weiming
Regardless of whether it was Niu Zhichun or Sword Girl, both were miles away from Qingcheng. In reality, it would take several hours to get there by plane. But in the game, everyone had the Qinggong skill, which made their movement speed comparable to a car. Plus, they also had carriage services, equivalent to a teleport function. Travelling was undoubtedly convenient.
After just ten minutes, both the experts had arrived at the restaurant one after the other.
