The Mean Li Xiang

"Oh right! I'll give you all of these things! Feel free to give me a price!"

Zhou Feng kept the map. He then took out a bunch of storage bags and handed them to Elder Zheng. It would be best if he could sell all of them today.

"Okay!" Elder Zheng tried to read Zhou Feng's expression but did not say anything.

Anyway, he had already reminded him of what should be reminded. Whatever happened next had nothing to do with him.

"Oh right! These few spiritual artifacts are for you!"

Zhou Feng thought for a moment and took two spiritual artifacts out of his storage ring.

These two low-grade spiritual artifacts were his spoils of war, but they were of little use to him.

Still, they should be of some use to Elder Zheng.

After all, he didn't know when he would be able to return after leaving Heavenly Star City.

Elder Zheng had helped him before, so Zhou Feng could use these two spiritual artifacts as a token of his goodwill.