In the bamboo forest.
Feng Lianghong concealed his energy presence and remained on full alert to his surroundings.
A quarter-hour later, energy approached from the left side of the bamboo forest, and a flash of light appeared.
Feng Lianghong's gaze was fixed on the source of the light, his sleeve's mouth pinching a talisman.
"Fellow Daoist, it's me."
Only when a voice came from within the bamboo forest did Feng Lianghong's expression relax slightly; his hands formed a seal, and four flags emerged from the ground, returning to his hand.
The formation disbanded, and a middle-aged man walked out from the edge of the bamboo forest.
"Fellow Daoist really is cautious."
Feng Lianghong didn't take up the man's banter, instead he asked in a deep voice, "How do you intend to trade with me?"
"Fellow Daoist, may I first see the treasure to confirm it's genuine, then we can proceed with the trade?"
