You Have No Right to Be so Arrogant!

The elderly steward handed the vase to his master with great respect.

Taking the Whistling Vase, the sagacious old man pressed a palm to the base and examined it with his spiritual essence. His eyes flickered.

What an impressive formation.

The girl had set it up with such dexterous hands while chatting casually at the same time… Her formation skills were unfathomable.

At that thought, the sagacious old man gave his steward a look.

The elderly steward then tossed a bag of a thousand low-grade spiritual stones to Master Bian. "We'll take this Whistling Vase. Off you go."

Master Bian's eyes lit up.

A thousand low-grade spiritual stones was a considerable amount for him and he was more than happy to trade this lousy vase for that much money.

"Sure, of course —" Master Bian agreed right away.

The sagacious old man smirked as he watched Master Bian leave. "What a fool."