That Cauldron, That Song, That Era…

As Su Ming stood on the balcony, a smile appeared on his lips when he heard those words. He brought out the beast skin, and with one flick of his wrist, the beast skin flew towards that old man. Once he caught it, he opened it, and his expression instantly turned odd the moment he read the contents.

Zi Shan stood by Su Ming’s with eyes burning in anger. She did not think he would be this shameless. They had originally agreed that he would only buy one item, but she did not expect him to do this. Indeed, she had not exactly handled things tactfully just now, but she did not expect that this sort of change would happen.

"That beast skin is very fragile. Clan Elder Feng, please be gentle when you handle it, if it gets destroyed, it won’t do us good." Su Ming ignored Zi Shan’s glare and instead spoke languidly as he looked at the blue-haired old man.

The blue-haired old man fell silent. He lifted his eyes from the beast skin and a hesitant look appeared on his face.