Wang Lin pondered a little and asked, “What do you want?”
The cultivator sent a message via divine sense. “Fellow cultivator, if you’re not in a hurry, how about we talk about it after the exchange in private?”
Wang Lin looked at the person and nodded.
Everyone realized what happened and didn’t pay any more attention. However, they were all very curious about what Wang Lin will use to exchange for such a precious item.
An hour later, the secret exchange ended and everyone left. Wang Lin left the room and took off the robe. A beautiful female attendant was already there waiting for him.
After seeing Wang Lin, she respectfully said, “Senior, my master said he has a meeting with you, so he asked me to take you to him.”
Wang Lin’s heart shook and he became more alert, but his expression remained calm. He looked at the female. She was not a virgin and was only at the mid stage of Foundation Establishment. However, her spiritual power was every weak. She clearly reached this level through a lot of drugs.
Wang Lin’s heart already had some guesses about the situation.
Under the woman’s guidance, Wang Lin arrived at an inconspicuous residence in the middle of the city. She stopped outside the door and said, “Senior, please enter. Junior will stand guard out here.”
Wang Lin didn’t say anything pointless and walked inside. He had already sent his divine sense inside.
He saw an old man with a hooked nose wearing a red shirt. He was sitting there with a green tea pot beside him. When the old man saw Wang Lin enter, he laughed and said. “Come sit, fellow cultivator. This is a high quality tea from the country of Hou Fen. I made this tea especially for entertaining friends.”
Wang Lin clasped his hands and sat across from the old man. He didn’t even look at the tea, but started to check the surroundings. He could easily see that this old man was at the mid stage of Nascent Soul.
The old man didn’t mind and personally poured two cups of tea. He sipped his tea and said, “What is fellow cultivator’s name?”
Wang Lin smiled and said, “Wang Lin!”
The old put down his cup and gently smiled. “Fellow cultivator Wang, my name is Zhou Wude.”
Wang Lin was stunned as he looked at the old man.
The old man saw Wang Lin’s expression and asked, “Has fellow cultivator Wang heard of me?”
Wang Lin shook his head and calmly said, “No, it’s just that fellow cultivator has the same name as a friend of mine, so I lost myself for a second there.”
The old man burst out laughing, but secretly thought, “What does this person mean? Did he purposely act like this to mess with me?”
The old man couldn’t figure out what Wang Lin was thinking, but he laughed and said, “If there is an opportunity, I would like to meet this person.”