Chapter 101 The Golden-Glint Silk Scroll

• Francis Lynch frowned. He’d pegged the old man, Old Yi, as a big fish—a seasoned fighter with deep cultivation. He never expected the guy to be flat broke.
• Seeing Francis’s face, Old Yi guessed what he was thinking and rushed to say, “Little genius doctor, I may not have cash, but I am a peak Mystic-level warrior. I still have some real treasures on me.”
• “Rare herbs? A top-tier weapon?” Francis’s first thought went straight to what could be sold. As for combat techniques, he didn’t even bother asking.