As the chief shopkeeper of the Purple Treasure Pavilion, Yang Bolin's mentality could be said to be virtually flawless.
Even when concluding such transactions involving millions of spirit stones, like the Heavenly Array.
He only slightly lost control of his emotions, showing an uncontrollable hint of a smile on his face.
But in this moment.
This prominent figure, who remains composed even if a mountain collapses in front of him, was looking at Ma Ning in astonishment.
His mouth was so wide it seemed capable of swallowing a goose egg.
His corners of the eyes, eyebrows, and beard were all trembling uncontrollably, looking just like Wei the Second upon seeing Song Dandan.
It took nearly half a minute for Yang Bolin to come back to his senses.
Swoosh—
With a wave of his large hand.
A soundproofing array of the third level instantly rose, forming a visible gray barrier around him.
At the same time.
