Wen Xinzhao whispered apologetically, “Fellow Daoist Su, I have no means of repairing a damaged weapon spirit, so this time… I’m afraid I can’t help you.”

Just now, she sensed that Su Yi was interested in the beast skin scroll, and she initially planned to help him acquire it.

Who’d have thought the requirements for this auction were so stringent?

“But rest assured. If you’re interested in any of the treasures auctioned down the line, so long as money is enough to resolve the problem, I’ll help even if it means emptying my purse.” Wen Xinzhao’s voice was soft, while her beautiful countenance was firm.

This unmatched beauty had always been proud, but now, facing Su Yi, her mannerism and bearing were both gentle and considerate.

Watching this made the nearby Huo Yunsheng feel increasingly stifled, and his heart ached. He longed to draw his saber and stab Su Yi to death!

Even Zhang Yuntao, Qian Tianlong, Ren Youyou, and Sun Feng felt waves course through their hearts. Back at Cloudsky Divine Palace, they’d never seen Wen Xinzhao act so friendly, gentle, and considerate with a man.

Su Yi shook his head. “This is a trivial matter.”

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