He walked to the pavilion, respectfully cupping his hands in greeting, his tone humble:
"Li Xiaocheng, Head Escort of Xinglong Escort Agency, greets Senior Mi. I have been instructed by my employer to deliver the items you requested."
Mi Youdao nodded slightly, his eyes scanning the two wooden boxes. His spiritual power quietly reached out, confirming that the boxes had not been tampered with.
"The goods have been inspected. Leave the items; you may leave now."
His voice was calm, devoid of any excess emotion.
Li Xiaocheng dared not say more and quickly directed his men to set the boxes down. After bowing again, he hurriedly left the Martial Arts Arena with his people.
They had heard of Senior Mi's formidable reputation before coming, and now, feeling the invisible pressure firsthand, they were filled with dread, wanting only to leave as quickly as possible.
