Even so, he knew that the possibility of another stalk of yang extreme grass appearing on this ship was extremely low. On the other hand, he might be able to find a Yin core fruit. After all, the production of this thing was much higher than the Yang extreme grass.
Cai Zhongyang didn't say anything more. This matter had already reached the point where they could only take one step at a time. There was really nothing more to say.
As more and more people entered the venue, most of them knew each other. No matter how close they were, it was still necessary to greet each other when they met, and so the people around Lin Yi slowly dispersed.
To put it bluntly, this small-scale trade fair was similar to the cocktail parties in the secular world. They would eat, drink, and build relationships. In the end, everyone would take out what they were willing to trade and say what they wanted. If they were satisfied, they would make a deal. It was very simple.
