Yang Ji smiled.

"After all, it's something that has been with me for decades."

The gatekeeper said calmly, turning his head away and not denying it.

Yang Ji smiled and glanced at the gatekeeper, but he could understand. The gatekeeper was in ragged clothes and described as abject. Considering his situation here and now, he still had a vitality grass on his body, which showed that this thing really meant something to him.

Extraordinary.

As he said, something that has been with you for decades and accompanied by emotions is more than just a piece of vitality grass.

"Senior, if you are reluctant to part with it, I can return the vitality grass to you."

Yang Ji smiled.

"Hmph, who do you think I am? A gentleman's words are as fast as his horse's whip. If you say anything, it will be thrown away. How could I regret it? Take your vitality grass and get out of here."

The gatekeeper said slightly angrily.

Yang Ji smiled, but did not leave. He still sat cross-legged opposite the gatekeeper. The gatekeeper looked at Yang Ji for a few times, and after waiting for a while, he found that Yang Ji had no intention of leaving at all.

"Boy, the vitality grass has been given to you. What are you still doing here?"

The gatekeeper finally couldn't help but said angrily.

"Senior, you seem to have forgotten something."

Yang Ji put away his smile and said seriously.

"Boy, what do you mean?"

The gatekeeper's face darkened.

"Senior, have you forgotten? In addition to the vitality grass, you seem to have promised to tell me the whereabouts of another copy of the literary saint's pen and ink."

Yang Ji is good at repairing things but has flaws in his way.

"Haha, I just remember exchanging vitality grass for obsidian. This seems to be outside the scope of our transaction."

The gatekeeper leaned back, leaned against the cliff, and smiled lightly. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!