"Fellow Daoist Han, why such aloofness? After all, we have met several times, and there is some camaraderie between us. However, this time I stopped you for a different reason. I would like to propose a trade with you again. Would Fellow Daoist Han be interested?" Bao Hua said with a smile on her lips.
"A trade? I'll listen to what you have to say first," Han Li chuckled, displaying an ambiguous expression.
"Shall we talk in private over there?" Bao Hua glanced at Daoist Xie and Silvermoon before suddenly casting her gaze toward the void on one side.
"Alright, that's not a problem!" Han Li agreed without a change in expression, then turned to Silvermoon and the other and whispered a few words before flying over to a nearby area with Bao Hua.
A moment later, Bao Hua and Han Li were standing on a small dune, separated by a mere five or six yards.
Bao Hua tapped a finger around the void a few times, and several wisps of pink threads shot out, disappearing as quickly as they came.
