Ren Feifan's eyes regained clarity as he looked at Old Master Zhu, saying seriously: "Master Zhu, this needle is of great significance to me. Would you be willing to sell it to me?"
Old Master Zhu was stunned, but then he overflowed with joy. From Master Ren's words, it seemed that he really had the same master as the old man who saved him from the brink of death decades ago!
He was thrilled!
He had searched for decades, though he had not found his benefactor!
But today he found Master Ren!
Rushing to respond, he said: "Master Ren, this needle doesn't belong to me in the first place. It was left by the old man who saved me. You can take it."
Ren Feifan glanced at the brocade box in front of him, nodded, closed the box, and threw it into the mysterious space.
The energy radiating from the surface of this silver needle made it truly extraordinary.
Ren Feifan could even feel some kind of formation flowing on the surface of the silver needle!
Could it be a magic artifact?
