"Very well, then we have an agreement!"
Xiahou Danxin slapped the table with force and suddenly burst out laughing, his eyes brimming with excitement.
He once again activated his storage ring and poured out a large pile of assorted mechanical parts, then picked some out and pushed them all in front of Ye Hanjun:
"These treasures are just a waste in my hands!"
"Take them, make the best use of them, no need to thank me!"
"Old man, you're quite generous."
GuaGua, hopping and jumping, followed up with a mutter.
It leaned in for a closer look, which seemed to be some rare and odd elixirs, and more than a dozen runes that had seen years pass by, all of which looked quite extraordinary.
However, what caught Ye Hanjun's eye was not these items.
He picked up a round fish scale, and as light shone upon it, a perfectly formed character for "West" appeared, belonging to the ancient fish people's language, causing a trace of surprise to show on his face.
