"Let's go to Daozhen Trade Firm!"
Ding Fan turned and headed towards Daozhen Trade Firm, intending to find Steward He and see if there were any high-level weapons available. Since ancient times, emperors have never lacked hungry soldiers. Madam Yan assigned him a dangerous task where he could lose his life, so requesting some benefits beforehand wasn't too much to ask.
"Are you saying you want to buy martial skills?"
Upon understanding Ding Fan's intention, Steward He thought for a moment and said to him, "I think you'd better talk to Madam first!"
"No need, just bring out any good martial skills you have. The amount of Black Obsidian doesn't matter. By the way, do you have any martial skills above the seventh level of the Divine Realm?"
Ding Fan waved his hand at Steward He.
