As Lu Yuan pondered, the mirror spoke again.
[I have already shown enough sincerity.]
[A bowl of rice in exchange for the basic knowledge of engravings, this is my bottom line. There is no more profitable deal in the world.]
[You let the Undying Giant Turtle bring it in, and there will be no risk.]
[Of course, you could also exchange it for other knowledge of equal value. Propose your own plan.]
Lu Yuan remained silent, glancing at the turtle.
The psychological pressure he was under was extraordinarily great at this moment.
There lay a trap in front of him, but there was also a tempting pie, and now it was just a matter of if he could withstand the risk.
Only the Undying Giant Turtle was completely oblivious to what they were doing.
What did it mean to send a bowl of rice?
Such a simple task, and they still had to dawdle for so long?
Naturally, since the topic had finally shifted to the magnificent Mr. Turtle, it was excited.
