Lu Zijia was speechless and a bit amused by Shen Xingyao, who asked to buy an air-transportation spiritual weapon after teaching her brother a lesson.
The brother was really stupid, but his sister was pretending to be stupid. It was really… interesting.
Mo Qingzhu hesitated for a moment on the side, but he didn't say anything in the end.
Because he was also extremely passionate about air-transportation spiritual tools.
Facing the three pairs of hungry eyes, Lu Zijia suddenly had the illusion that she was a fat piece of meat…
"Coincidentally, I have three extra air-transportation spiritual weapons. I'll give you a 20% discount. How about eight million Spirit Stones?" Lu Zijia glanced at the three of them and gave them a price.
