Three hours passed in the blink of an eye.
Han Qiwu stood with his hands on his hips beside the secret realm's trading post.
Feeling absolutely elated.
[Through trading, you've earned 108,500 gold]
One hundred thousand gold!
A haul of a hundred grand—this is bliss!
Too bad there weren't enough King Squid available, otherwise he was confident he could've made two hundred thousand!
"Qingying should be able to notice the change in the balance now. She won't worry anymore and can confidently finalize the templates. Hopefully, tomorrow the farming skill reaches max level," Han Qiwu thought to himself as he walked out of the mangrove secret realm.
He glanced at the time: 11:55.
Just in time to head to the beach to find that old sailor.
The almanac said it was a good day for exchanges, but what exactly would be exchanged?
Eh, I'll figure it out once I find him.
Han Qiwu wandered around, searching for traces of the old sailor.
