Yang Ye decisively abandoned his unrealistic thoughts upon hearing her!

Moreover, how could he do something like robbing the man?

It wasn’t his style!

Yang Ye glanced at the ring. Meanwhile, the middle aged man said, “One Ancient Token!”

Yang Ye glanced at him and asked, “Little Qi…”

Qi Bitian replied indifferently, “I don’t have another!”

Yang Ye laughed bitterly and shook his head, “Sorry, I don’t have more!”

The middle aged man wasn’t disappointed and grinned instead, “I’ve gained a lot today.”

He sized up Yang Ye and asked, “Young Brother, is this your first time here?”

Yang Ye nodded, “Yes. May I know your name?”

The middle aged man hesitated for a moment and smiled, “Ye Wenfeng! Of course, they all call me the Ascetic or Ascetic Ye!”

Yang Ye’s eyes were filled with bewilderment as he didn’t really understand, “Ascetic?”

The Ascetic smiled, “You’ll understand in the future.”

Yang Ye nodded slightly and shot a glance into the distance, “Does this bridge have an end?”

The Ascetic replied, “Yes, but your current strength isn’t sufficient to get there.”

Yang Ye asked, “What bridge is this?”

The Ascetic...