"What's in it for me if I tell you about Cang Jianglong?" Ling Qianxiu asked.
"The benefit is, you can have me for one night. Would you like that?" Ye Chen had run out of silver taels by this time.
"You're certainly not shy," Ling Qianxiu found this fellow's manner of speaking rather interesting, and he wasn't too bad looking either, arguably handsome. She asked, "What do you want with Cang Jianglong?"
"To go to Sacred Spirit Island."
"Even if I tell you, he might not agree."
"Then how about you tell me first?"
"Why do you want to go to Sacred Spirit Island?"
"To seek assistance from the Sect Leader of the Sacred Spirit Sect, borrow the Sacred Spirit Stone."
"What an audacious request. Who do you think you are, that their Sect Leader would lend the Sacred Spirit Stone to you? I know for a fact that no one has seen the Sacred Spirit Stone in nearly a hundred years."
This girl was no ordinary person, not just anybody. He knew all of this.
