Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

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On the table stood a pot of freshly brewed tea. Lu Ye poured himself a cup and took a sip. Immediately, his expression changed to one of surprise. This was no ordinary tea; within the brew lay a trace of spiritual energy, though faint, it was undeniably present.st tattoo. However, he couldn't fit much, and he still needed to leave some room for later use.After a while of tinkering, Lu Ye looked at the dozen or so storage rings before him with a troubled expr...