"The door is open, come in."
Fang Yuan yawned. Since he had expended a lot of mental energy throughout the night, he had not rested, and even with Enlightenment Realm cultivation, he could not bear it.
"Did you not sleep?"
Li Tongzhou walked in with a smile, casually sitting down at the table, pouring tea to drink, and then said, "Do you want to rest for half a day before going to the auction house?"
"We cannot delay the important matters." Fang Yuan shook his head and stood up. "Where is Senior Zhao?"
"Martial Uncle Zhao went to act according to the plan."
"What about the primeval stones?"
"I got them too, Senior, do we have to do it?"
Fang Yuan glanced at him: "Why, are you getting cold feet?"
"What are you saying? As a disciple of the Gu Immortal Sect, why would I be afraid!"
