Glancing at the price tags of these Fuji ornaments, and then at the quality of these items.
Lily could only say that Fuji is just too formidable.
'Perhaps I should do the same, add Fuji's likeness to the Thousand Mechanism Magical Artifact and sell it at twice the price?'
Lily's mischievous merchant spirit awakened, while Zhang Ze finished the story about Qiao Tianqiao.
Zhang Ze, "The Six Sects have no intention of pursuing responsibility, you can rest assured, Uncle Qiao. But for personal reasons, I want to know what the elder did back then."
Qiao Erli took a sip of tea, his expression a mix of complex emotions.
He couldn't imagine that the person Zhang Ze talked about, who shone like a star across the two sects, was his father.
In his impression, his father was always gentle and slow, mostly sitting with his mother, spending whole days like that.
As for cultivation, he did have it, but never showcased anything extraordinary.
Ordinary, just like him.
