"Young hero." Seeing Lin Bai and the young boy returning, Ai Lin joyfully greeted them.
Ai Lin, from their previous conversation, knew that if the poison was cured, Lin Bai and the boy would definitely come back to buy the rusty sword.
The sword was worth a thousand spiritual stones.
Selling it would earn her a hefty commission, the thought of which excited Ai Lin.
Ai Lin puzzled, this rusty sword was sold by a bandit a few days ago, and the appraisal master of the Treasure Pavilion bought it for 500 spiritual stones.
No matter how hard Ai Lin tried, she could not figure out what was so good about this sword.
"I'll take this sword. I won't haggle over the price, is a thousand spiritual stones okay?" Lin Bai said with a smile to Ai Lin.
Ai Lin was overjoyed and said, "All right, for a thousand spiritual stones, the Treasure Pavilion would be willing to make friends with the two of you."
Just at this moment.
