Ye Qingfeng couldn't help but feel disappointed; he had lingered in Tianhai City for so long just to see what treasures the Sect Competition might offer, only to find they're all just trash.
Upon hearing Ye Qingfeng's words, Lin Yanran's martial uncle could only smile awkwardly; this person's arrogance was simply too overwhelming, not even the Duan Mountain Sword and those elixirs could impress him.
With his mind in turmoil, Ye Qingfeng casually waved his hand, and ten bottles of elixir appeared on the coffee table. He impatiently said, "Alright, take the elixirs and leave."
Lin Yanran and her martial uncle were utterly shocked by Ye Qingfeng's display; it was too unbelievable, where did he get them from?
"This person is truly mysterious; we must find a way to make a good connection with him. Perhaps Qingxin Pavilion's future hinges on him. It would be best to try and pair him with Yanran."
