In the private room, there was a middle-aged cultivator leisurely drinking.
He was already aware of An Jing's arrival. A chair silently appeared behind An Jing, who shook his head with a smile and sat down, allowing the chair to bring him to the table.
"Eat, eat." Ming Heguang urged, "Cultivation requires sustenance. Don't starve yourself."
An Jing was not polite and immediately began eating. After a hearty meal, both were satisfied.
"This information is top secret. Thank you for making the trip."
After the meal, Ming Heguang quietly handed a Great Void Magical Instrument to An Jing, "Everyone was shocked when they learned it. All the spies and traitors within the sect have been more cautious; it seems they are all afraid."
Although it might sound like a privilege, it was indeed so. Considering An Jing's status, how could he come personally to the market to buy supplies? It would be normal for Gu Yeqi or others to run errands.
