(So sleepy, I almost fell asleep writing this chapter... a bit late, sorry... shouting out again, asking for recommendation votes~~)
When Guding returned to the identification room where the old man was, the old man wasn't very surprised. He just climbed onto the table, sat cross-legged on the identification table, crossed his arms, and said to Guding, "Only two types of people usually come back looking for me, one is those who want to add items to the auction, and the other is those who want to cancel the deal. I guess you're the former."
"How do you know I'm not here to cancel the deal?" Guding didn't immediately reveal his intention but instead asked back.
"Very simple, because you have no use for these Witch Clan items, selling them is the wisest choice. Moreover, you seemed very satisfied with the estimated price I gave before, which further indicates that you won't cancel the deal," the old man said confidently.
