Sun Wuji's mouth parted and would never close if the transformation was ever-changing. He was dumbfounded at what had transpired before him.
As for Feng Luotian, he only thought in his mind: "The array here is quite amazing no matter how many times I see it."
Once the old store became the fabulous one, a middle-aged man respectfully walked toward his two customers and bowed: "Welcome, Young Masters. What kind of weapon do you have in mind? I promise you that any weapon within this store can satisfy you quite well. However, just the money in that bag will only be sufficient to buy one or two weapons in this room, but not in the room further in."
Sun Wuji scanned the weapons in the room and found that all of them were advanced weapons of the highest grade, making him even more astounded.
Although the number of advanced weapons within the city could be summed up to a few hundreds, each of them was still quite rare, and people easily fought each other for it.
