But Yin Meng herself actually didn't know, she spoke the corrupted version that was passed down erroneously.
Li Zhiyuan asked, "What is being traded?"
The old man chuckled, "Life-span."
"Hmm?"
"If my body could still move, I would make some other things to sell tonight and even run some errands to fulfill wishes, but now all I can do is rest here, unable to do any real work. The only thing I can sell is my life-span.
Although I'm physically incapacitated, there is quite a bit of time left in me, but in my condition, living one more day just means burdening Meng Meng one extra day.
It's better to sell these burdensome days and trade them for some merit for Meng Meng.
My granddaughter is not bad, just very proud, suffering here beside me in this coffin shop, which is really not necessary, and it's only holding her back."
The old man's attitude towards his granddaughter reminded Li Zhiyuan of his own Grandmaster.
"How much can you sell?"
