An hour later.
Xue Ying had already brought Magic Servant Zi Bai to the Fan Clan shop. Even though it was late at night, the entire Treasured Goods Market was still bright and bustling with activity.
"Prince Xue Ying, my clan master has already given orders for me to wait for you." There was already a plump old man standing outside by the door of the Fan Clan shop. He welcomed Xue Ying with a smile. If this was a cultivator at similar power, he would definitely pay greater regard to his reputation, and would definitely not be waiting outside the shop so enthusiastically for a Unity realm genius.
But this plump old man was a magic servant and had to completely follow the orders of his master.
"I apologize for the trouble, manager." Xue Ying mentioned.
