“A fan for a male mage…” I mused.
Yue Qing Qian: “Sell it to Soaring Dragon…”
Wan Er: “Then kill him to drop it, then sell it to him again…”
Dong Cheng Yue: “Remember to sell it to him on an alternate character, that way it won’t be awkward if we run into him later…”
Promised Love couldn’t help but laugh, “You three are so evil…”