Southern Mountain's City (1)

As the auction ended, Chen Daoxuan and the others left the auction house together.

Along the way, Chen Xianhe was in low spirits and didn't say a word.

Chen Daoxuan, who didn't know what was going on, couldn't comfort him and could only quietly accompany him.

When the Cloud Treading Beast Carriage arrived in front of the Rainbow Sonar Flying Sword Shop.

"Thirteenth Uncle, we're here," Chen Daoxuan reminded him softly.

"Oh, have we arrived?"

Chen Xianhe looked much older after a trip to the auction house, and there was a hint of lethargy in his eyes.

After three days, Chen Xianhe finally recovered from his depression.

Daoxuan, I've made you worry these few days. "

Chen Xianhe forced a smile at Chen Daoxuan.