"How many do you want?" Tian Lan Meng asked calmly in a moderate voice.
"Lass, you must be one of the people chosen by Sky Mist’s ancestor to be one of this generation’s Mist Worshippers. Your name is Tian Lan Meng, and your elder sister is Tian Lan You." The boy’s eyes sparkled as he spoke with a chuckle.
"The Tian Lan family has to send one of the Mist Worshippers of each generation to Freezing Sky and Western Sea, then they would choose one among the two to receive the coming of Sky Mist’s ancestor. I respect Sky Mist, so if you want these items, then I’ll give it to you for ten Sky Pearls."
The boy’s words echoed within the dark room, though the people who heard it did not turn their gazes over. Most of them chose to ignore what was going on.
"Ten..?" Tian Lan Meng hesitated. She looked at the four items before the boy, then at the dark red ape before she fell silent for a moment. "I can only give you two," she stated softly.
