Chen Xingyu was very self-aware.
Every time after their cloud-and-rain, he would automatically offer up some good goods, letting her resell them for a markup.
Chen Xingyu's spirits lifted slightly, and he took out a Jade Box from his Storage Pouch.
"Of course I brought something good. Have a look."
Little Fengxian's eyes lit up. She took the Jade Box and impatiently opened it.
Inside, twenty Fire Dragon Talismans that shimmered with Spiritual Light were neatly stacked in rows.
A trace of disappointment flashed through Little Fengxian's eyes.
A mere twenty Fire Dragon Talismans had limited value.
"Chen-lang."
Little Fengxian lifted her limpid eyes, her tone tinged with grievance: "Just these few Fire Dragon Talismans? I thought that I…"
Chen Xingyu reached out, lifted Little Fengxian's chin, forcing her to look into his eyes.
