Gift to the Five Banishment City

"Ferryman, did anyone cross the river from you before?"

The Blood Saber Elder of the Myriad Slaughter Sect was also rich and imposing. He directly threw a bag over. It was filled with spirit stones.

Moreover, he also revealed his aura.

He had to give these rogue cultivators some benefits before they would work properly. At the same time, he had to tell them that he was not to be trifled with and that the other party would not have any crooked thoughts.

As expected, after Third Brother He received the spirit stone bag, he smiled shrewdly like a businessman.

"Sir, you've asked the right person."

"I own the only raft in this region of water."

"Six hours ago, a generous young man just sat on my raft. Are you perhaps looking for someone?"

The elder in the lead looked at the compass in his hand again. The long needle was still pointing forward and swaying slightly.