"The guest is unaware that my body has already reached the end of its strength," the shopkeeper said with a hint of helplessness in his voice, which made him look very pitiful.
However, Chen Yu knew that this pitiful appearance was just an act.
His purpose in coming here was the pursuit of immortality, for which he had resorted to using a sinister method that exists only in legends.
That was to drink the fresh blood of a young woman every day.
Although this method could maintain one's youth to some extent, over time it would also cause harm to the body.
Moreover, when in harmony, this man would consume a variety of messy drugs, leading to his body's extreme deterioration.
Chen Yu held the ink jade bead in his hand, then took out a bank draft from his pocket and slapped it on the table.
"Here is ten billion, and I want half of the treasures in your shop."
The shopkeeper laughed uproariously as if he had heard a funny joke.
