A flicker of realization flashed through Tai Long's eyes, which resembled miniature stars, yet he still asked:
"What are you referring to?"
"[Primordial Emperor Insect Amber]!"
"My father doesn't value this item highly, but since it is indeed a genuine mythical life-preserving artifact, the final result depends on what kind of trade item you can offer."
"Deal!"
Song Chi was waiting for this exact statement from the other party, then he pursued further: "What kind of artifacts are you more interested in? Still soul-protection types?"
"Only those with colorful mythical quality in the soul-protection category!"
"Good, but I need to return to the clan and consult with the opinions of several Human Emperors. Let's do this, one month later, let's discuss this further here again!"
"Alright, no problem on my end."
...
Watching Tai Long's figure disappearing into the vortex passage, Song Chi's gaze shifted quickly, and thoughts raced through his mind.
