On this clear morning,
The Qingshui Market was bustling with people. A large number of cultivators walked in pairs, all heading toward the central auction house of the market.
Today was the day of the auction, and Lin Tianming had left his retreat early in the morning to wait for Lin Shikang and Ye Pinghai to set off together.
At this time, Lin Shikang and Ye Pinghai came out together, appearing in the courtyard.
Upon seeing the newcomers, Lin Tianming quickly went up to greet them.
"Third Grandfather, Grandpa Sea, you two elders seem to be in good spirits!"
"Hehe…"
Lin Shikang smiled and then explained, "Everything has been going smoothly so far. Once the auction is over, we just need to take a detour to the Golden Sword Mountain Gate, and then we can head home."
"Having been away from the Lin Family for a year, I am now about to embark on the return journey, so of course, my mood is good."
Hearing this, Lin Tianming also smiled and joked for a bit.
