"Hehe, Elder in the green robe, your Lion Tiger Mountain is indeed a sanctuary of the Taoist Sect, and I do have an ancient meditation cushion. But you expect me to hand it over with just a few words? That's not quite right, is it?"
"After all, it's something I acquired."
Chen Yang was straightforward, not willing to sacrifice his own interests just because the other party spoke politely and reasonably.
A few days ago, he also studied that meditation cushion. It indeed had a history of several thousand years.
Moreover, from some small details, it seemed very likely that it had been used by Chi Yunzi.
But apart from that, it didn't have any other value; it was just a meditation cushion.
Yet, even so, he didn't want to give it away for free. After all, he wasn't familiar with the people from Lion Tiger Mountain, and he didn't need to be overly generous.
