Seer

Wang Lin secretly sighed and walked out of the pavilion. Outside stood Bai Wei, wearing a purple robe with some floral embellishments. Bai Wei was definitely a handsome man, but under the light of the sun, he really gave off the feeling of a beautiful woman.

Wang Lin kept a certain distance from this person as he said, “I wonder what business Third Brother has.”

Bai Wei let out a beautiful smile, bit his lower lip, and said, “Of course I have business. Seventh Brother, you haven’t obtained your token nor your clothes yet. I have obtained them for you and brought them here.” With that, he waved his right hand and a bag of holding flew toward Wang Lin.

Wang Lin caught the bag and scanned it with his divine sense. The bag did indeed contain two purple robes and a purple token.

Wang Lin clasped his hands and said, “Many thanks!”