Two outstanding gentlemen continued their conversation until dusk.
Ye Tian glanced at the sky outside and, folding his hands in a fist-and-palm salute, said to Su Chang'an:
"Mr. Su, I have benefited greatly from our meeting today, and I look forward to the next."
"You're too kind, Mr. Ye. Would you like to leave the magical treasure you're selling as an investment in the shop?" Su Chang'an's tone was gentle, and his handsome, Immortal-like demeanor was graceful as he spoke, showing no signs of reluctance.
No feast can last forever.
"Alright, the magical treasure is in the storage bag. If fate wills it, we shall meet again..."
Ye Tian placed a storage bag that was on him onto the table, then strode out of the room gracefully.
"Immortal Master, please take care..."
