"Does that little ancestor really fancy it?"
Awkwardly touching his chin, in fact, he had for a moment considered turning back to the inn in the north city area. Under Jiang Feng's selection, he had specifically chosen a room with a sea view.
No, a rather comfortable inn with a view of the river for Cen Yueyue to stay in temporarily, because this young lady obviously had no intention of going home anytime soon; it was clear she planned to thoroughly enjoy Shuangfeng City before she was willing to leave.
But the question was, would she accept this kindness? In others' eyes, ten low-grade Spirit Stones and the choice between a Yellow Grade Cultivation Technique and a Second Grade or lower Elixir were definitely considered striking it rich.
It was the kind of level where one would pop champagne when they got home to celebrate.
But...
