as unaware of his situation, but Lu Ye's own family knew what their own person was like.>>Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!This matter is not easy to tell the headmast...Moments later, Lu Ye sat in a partitioned room, with screens blocking prying eyes. The demon cultivator was gone without a trace, but before leaving, she told Lu Ye to wait here. Someone in charge would soon come to trade with him. If he had any other instructions, he could shake the nearby bell and someone would attend to him.

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.as indeed wrong. After all, this was his home. Treating Lǐ Shāng as a laborer was his own fault. He hurriedly took out many Liè Shen Cǎo and placed them in a storage ring, offering them with both hand...