The Underground Sanctuary was peaceful.
Just now, there was a very rare, miraculous trade here, regarded as a wonder in the history of trades, where both parties felt they had gained significantly with a perfect trade.
Herbert smiled humbly, not letting his mirth show too clearly, occasionally coughing lightly.
"Haha, haha, cough, cough, haha."
The Archbishop, on the other hand, had a deeper shrewdness, smiling and nodding, appearing to endorse Herbert's sacrifice awareness.
"Not bad, hehe, you did really well, hehehe!"
Clearly, these two had decided on the ownership of a sealing artifact significant enough to alert the Divine, making a decision capable of altering the future landscape.
Yet it appeared much more like two old men crouched by a roadside stand, arguing for a long time, finally completing the negotiation and making a deal over an old relic.
"That fool really bought it! Now that's what I call a perfect deal! No, I still need him to add more money!"
