Great Desolate Immortal Continent, Small Town Restaurant
The cultivator at the table saw the yellow-robed cultivator shake his head and asked,
"Oh, what do you mean? Do you know anything else?"
"Yeah, tell me quickly. Don't hide it."
Hearing everyone's voices, the cultivator in the light yellow shirt knocked on the table and stretched out his palm.
"What? You actually want to charge us? Do you still treat us as friends?"
Seeing the yellow-robed cultivator's actions, everyone understood and said.
"It's useless to say more. No matter what, I risked my life to get this information."
The yellow-robed cultivator ignored everyone's reaction and slowly replied.
At this moment, a Qiankun Bag flew towards the yellow-robed cultivator.
Whoosh! The yellow-robed cultivator grabbed the Qiankun bag and checked it.
Then, he looked up and saw a white-haired old man and a cloaked man looking at him at the table next door.
"Tell me everything you know."