In a remote jungle nestled between Chu City and Whitewater City within the Da Xuan Country, a thin and frail figure was leaning against a thick tree trunk. Both of his legs were spread apart in a relaxed manner. This figure belonged to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old teenager. Aside from his unusually pale face, the boy had fairly common facial features. His clothes were loose-fitting and a bright shining steel sword was carelessly thrown by his side.
Liu Ming naturally had no objection and immediately took out a pouch from his bosom, tossing it directly over.
Master Qian caught it with one hand, opened the pouch to glance inside, then nodded his head before gesturing with a wave of his hand.
The beautiful maidservant immediately understood and stepped forward obligingly.
With a flick of Liu Ming's sleeve, he safely collected all three items from the tray.
A short while later, when Liu Ming emerged again from the side door of the main hall, the cultivator with a bamboo hat surnamed Nan, guided by another maidservant, happened to be coming towards him.
Upon seeing Liu Ming, his figure couldn't help but halt for a moment.