"Alright, but I also want a bottle of pills that aid in cultivation, the best kind from your Heavenly Sword Pavilion!"
Bai Xiaofan nodded in agreement, seemingly bargaining for maximum benefit.
Yet in Bai Xiaofan's heart, he had cursed the ancestors of Lie Wuhen's female lineage a hundred and eighty times.
Damn it, do you think this young master is some newbie in the martial world?
You actually said you would keep your word?
You said the same to Ye Wulei before, and now you're turning your back whenever you please?
The reason Bai Xiaofan spoke like this was to wait for an opportunity, a perfect chance to escape.
This is a singular chance; if Bai Xiaofan fails to grasp it, he might lose his life here, so even though he had an opportunity earlier, he dared not try lightly!
