Due to a single sentence from the kind-hearted cultivator beside him, all the cultivators surrounding the stall dispersed, as if they felt that the stall owner was lying and that he would die a horrible death.
What was strange to Su Yi was that other than some dissatisfaction on the stall owner's face, he was actually not angry, which made him feel very strange.
After hearing what Su Yi said, the stall owner was obviously stunned for a moment. He muttered while packing up the flying sword.
"Fellow Daoist, it's not that I'm not angry. I've already accepted this kind of result from the beginning. Although the cultivators in this small city aren't very strong, there will always be some knowledgeable cultivators who pass by."
"What I'm selling is a defective flying sword. I'm only going to Canglan City to earn some travel expenses. It's only a matter of time before I'm exposed."
