"Floating Cloud Iron Bank?"
Wei Cheng indeed had vivid memories of it because the old shopkeeper of the Floating Cloud Iron Bank had once given him an immortal opportunity, but sadly, he didn't grasp it and let it slip through his hands.
Moreover, this Immortal opportunity should be genuine, and could possibly be traced back to the Purple Mist Immortal Sect.
Plus, the Floating Cloud Iron Bank was enormously wealthy and had a rough-and-ready nature, nothing like a trialist from another world. They were undoubtedly locals.
"What kind of sponsorship are we talking about?"
"About that... Mr. Wei, the old shopkeeper wishes to have a face-to-face conversation with you."
"Alright!"
Wei Cheng agreed and quickly embarked towards the Floating Cloud Iron Bank after giving few instructions.
When he arrived, he found the robust bank surprisingly quiet.
Even the boards leading to the local shops at the entrance were nowhere to be seen.
