Li Tianyi had just fallen asleep when he received a call from Ling Can, hurriedly got up, and went to meet him.
Outside the ancient gate of the Li Family, Ling Can was waiting alone, having sent Du Ruo to a hotel to rest.
After several days of turmoil in the desert, Ling Can had gotten tanned, and coupled with the exhaustion of travel, he was not in good spirits.
"Ling Can? How come you're here?" Li Tianyi was extremely surprised.
Ling Can smiled slightly, shook hands with Li Tianyi, and got straight to the point, "I went to the desert, but couldn't find the fragrant scale snake. I think I still have to trade with the demon."
"Then talk to him yourself." Li Tianyi felt a pang in his heart. Perhaps having fulfilled his own wish, he now felt averse to trading with the demon and disliked discussing the topic.
"But I can't see him anymore." Ling Can frowned, sighing wistfully, "He seems to be avoiding me intentionally, Tianyi, can you help me talk to him?"
