Business at the Doorstep

"Supremacy Yi Qing, I really need these few stems of spirit herbs, could you… ah? Ah!" Tian Yi who was begging like he was making his last desperate struggles widened his eyes abruptly, a look of disbelief. "You… you've agreed?!"

"Settle the details with Fa… with him!" He pointed to Lonemoon, then picked up the already empty pastry plate on the table and turned to return to the kitchen to wash dishes.

"Sure sure sure!" Tian Yi looked like he had won a big prize and nodded continuously, his mind filled with joy that he was able to receive rare high level spirit herbs, even his gaze when he looked at Lonemoon was shining.

"Supremacy Tian Yi, why don't we head directly to the fields at the foot of the mountain, we can talk as we go?" He took two steps forward and pointed forward.