While many cultivators were busy selecting female cultivators, Lin Yi dragged Old Huang out of the Xian Huan Pavilion.
"Hey, you boy, Fairy Song should have picked you, but what were you doing hiding under the table?" Old Huang said with a regretful look and couldn't help but stomp his foot.
Lin Yi spread his hands helplessly and said, "Old Huang, think about it. Is it that easy to see Fairy Song? It definitely costs a lot of spirit stones. I am a poor guy, where can I get those from?"
Old Huang found this very reasonable. "Indeed, a foundation-building cultivator once offered four hundred spirit stones to see Fairy Song alone, but he didn't succeed."
Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, shook his head, "No, this time it seems that Fairy Song took the initiative to see you, probably wouldn't cost spirit stones, right? I see you don't look like a handsome young man with distinguishing features. It is strange why she would want to suddenly see you."
