Moreover, quite a few fellow cultivators were indeed somewhat tempted.
Aaron pretended to be lost in thought, but in fact, he was determined to refuse.
After all, when old acquaintances meet, he had seen and heard a lot about being shot in the back.
Furthermore, the cultivation world is treacherous, and he is unfamiliar with this place. He doesn't plan to step out of Qianyang City's big door before he has a deep understanding of the situation for several years!
Isn't it just a few hundred spirit stones of accommodation per year?
He can afford it!
'Besides... Su Cao and Lady Hua San don't seem like good people...'
"Amitabha, this old monk wants to cultivate in hiding and will not participate..."
Monk Yuan Jue put his hands together for a prayer.
Seeing someone take the lead, Aaron immediately stood up: "My younger brother has some business, so I'll take my leave!"
Ignoring Su Cao and Lady Hua San's unhappy faces, he left the tea house.
