Special Effect: Formless True Self

"Brother Lin, I've come to you this time to thank you and treat you to a drink!"

"Why? Did you earn a lot?"

"Not much, not much. I barely made a profit."

Zhen Youqian's eyes were squeezed into two slits on his round face. "It's all thanks to Brother Lin that my business can survive. I remember that Brother Lin said last time that you wanted to break the second-grade Spirit Marrows in your hands and exchange them for some lower-grade ones?"

A glint flashed across Lin Yan's eyes.

More than 20 days ago, Zhen Youqian found Lin Yan and said that he wanted to buy a shop in the inner city to sell some specialties he had brought from his hometown. They were mainly for the genius seeds in these 400 cities.

However, he was unfamiliar with the place and hoped that Lin Yan could help.

As the patrol guard commander, Lin Yan naturally helped without much effort.

Of course, Lin Yan had his own selfish motives for helping.