Stepping into the private room, Xu Chang'an felt as if he had been transported to another space entirely.
Instead of the room he had imagined, he found himself in an infinitely vast night sky, dotted with starlight like the depths of the ocean.
In the night sky, an old man with a flowing white beard sat cross-legged.
His posture and bearing were that of an Immortal.
If Xu Chang'an didn't know he was in the Great Realm Di Jun, a stronghold of the Demon Race, he might have mistaken the man for a Great Power of the Human Race.
The old man did not open his eyes; they remained closed.
As if sensing Xu Chang'an's arrival, he flicked his sleeve, and a massive screen of light materialized in the vast night sky.
Light swirled as text materialized on its surface.
Xu Chang'an looked up.
The screen displayed the buyback prices for a multitude of resources and treasures.
