Chapter 15: Key Piece
Hearing the deal Noa had made, Feng Fan smiled and looked around the store.
"But I see no sheath here," he joked, expecting a reaction out of this unknown entity.
Feng Fan's eyes carefully studied Noa. He guessed that the man before him wasn't an ordinary mortal.
Not a mighty elder in hiding. Nor an immortal from different realms.
Something even more divine. Someone he shouldn't be joking around with.
Feng Fan remembered the demonic cultivators—or the evil beings who claimed the name. They raged and demanded obedience.
But this one?
He made deals.
And for the first time in his life, Feng Fan couldn't tell if he was simply poached—or if he was already owned.
Then he locked his eyes with Noa.
It was an accident.