"The seller of the potion is willing to believe what this kid says. You're not taking this potion seriously at all." The man in his early thirties said with a gloomy face. The stalwart man on the side was the same. The two of them looked at the little boy with a gloomy gaze. If such a child got it, they would really lose face.
"It's not up to you to decide who to give this bottle of potion to." The little boy was very unconvinced. The other two people were even more enraged after hearing that, but they couldn't flare up here. The little boy raised his brows. "Do you know the place drawn on this map?"
The other two people frowned. The little boy chuckled when he saw this. "You two don't know, but my master does. This bottle of potion certainly belongs to my master!"
