"You can talk?"
Jiang Ding was taken aback.
He had thought it was a naive and cute little child.
"Bullshit!"
The Nine Elements Spiritual Ginseng cursed loudly, "I'm already over a thousand years old, do you think I can talk? Our ginseng kind talks by yiyayiyahing."
"But that doesn't mean I'm young!"
Jiang Ding was at a loss for words.
"The rent."
After a long while, he said gloomily.
"Fine, anything is fine."
The Nine Elements Spiritual Ginseng said listlessly, "I saw in the Luoxu Clan's Book Pavilion that you humans are always so hypocritical and overbearing. I thought it was an exaggeration, but I didn't expect it to be worse than described in the books. Meeting you is just my bad luck."
"Actually, it's not like that…"
This made Jiang Ding feel a bit embarrassed.
