Ning Daoran furrowed his brows. This Nascent Soul mid-stage True Disciple was outrageously arrogant. Initially, he thought Long Jiyu was insufferable with his condescending demeanor, utterly irritating. But now, it seemed this person was truly the most detestable of the True Disciples.
"Hmph…"
Ning Daoran smirked lightly, completely ignoring him, turning instead to the beautiful Fairy Xu with a smile: "Fairy Xu, could you guide me to the area where talismans are sold? I wish to purchase some high-level talismans."
"Certainly!"
Fairy Xu nodded and smiled: "Senior Ning, please follow me!"
That True Disciple shot a venomous glare at Ning Daoran's back, clenching his fist tightly, but refrained from taking action.
In the distance, Workshop Master Lu Qinglong watched anxiously, palms sweating profusely.
