Ming Zhu's voice was a sorrowful, lingering melody, half-song, half-sob. "Oh, Xiao Lang… What am I to do? What am I to do?"
Her gentle sobs were like a wisp of light smoke, a fine mist drifting and echoing through the lava cavern. The sound repeated, seeming to hang in the present moment, yet also as if it came from a distant past.
Chi Hua Fairy gathered her qi and focused her gaze, one hand moving stealthily behind her back. Song Ciwan, standing to the side, silently continued to operate the Heaven and Earth Scale.
'Better to sharpen your spear right before battle than not at all.' Who knew if the Heaven and Earth Scale's gamble would yield a surprise?
It was just that the Heaven and Earth Scale had a daily limit of ten trades. And today, including the earlier trade that got her the Side Door Taoist Skill, Measurement System, she had already made nine!
On the Balance Plate, tradable items were piled high, but now she only had one chance left.
'What should I sell?'
