Yun Clan's Commerce.
The shop was right next to the Gathering Immortals Tower. Lin Chang'an disguised as a hunched old man, slowly walked in through the wind and snow.
"Senior."
A young attendant greeted him, but Lin Chang'an, disguised as a hunched cultivator, exuded an aura of late-stage Qi Refining with a calm expression, instantly making the young attendant's face turn pale.
"Go invite your shopkeeper."
"Senior, please wait a moment."
Just as the young attendant was speaking flatteringly, Lu Qingqing came down from the second floor with a smile on her face.
"Senior, please come to the second floor."
Looking at the familiar Lu Qingqing, Lin Chang'an knew that this little junior sister was meticulous, so to avoid being found out, he directly transmitted his voice coldly:
"I heard that the Yun Clan's Commerce has an Upper Grade Pill Master. Go tell him that I have four-hundred-year-old spiritual medicine, and see if you want it."
