Indeed, as long as it involved Lin Xinyue, Gu Yu immediately became serious.
His gaze fell on Lin Xinyue's face, and seeing her red-rimmed eyes, he finally let out a slight sigh, "Alright, then I'll accept it, thanks, Taoist!"
Gu Yu compromised.
Taoist Pan Shi immediately beamed with joy as he handed his incense bag to Gu Yu; Gu Yu carefully took it and found it was quite heavy.
Inside, when squeezed, he could feel a round, hard object—probably that ancient bronze coin.
At the same time, he could smell a faint scent of sandalwood radiating from the incense bag, which immediately made his mind much clearer.
It was indeed a bit magical!
Nevertheless, he still didn't see how this thing was worth fifty thousand; it was probably the price inflated by stars chasing rarity.
"Taoist, if I really encounter the disaster you mentioned and still make it back alive, I'll come back to fulfill my vow," he said.
