There were people in the world who had a nonchalant attitude…
In front, Han Muye's gaze landed on the medicinal pills on the shelves. Then he shook his head and said, "These medicinal pills are useless to me, but they're a little—"
Before he could finish speaking, a young man in a moon-colored brocade robe and a golden crown on his head turned around. "These medicinal pills are useless?"
The young man sized up Han Muye and sneered. "I've never heard that the pills in Xuhe Pavilion are useless.
"The concern is that they're unaffordable."
This young man's voice was not soft and attracted the attention of many people around him.
The Xuhe Pavilion was one of the few places in the Imperial City that specialized in selling medicinal pills related to sword cultivators.
Most of the people here were sword cultivators.
Hearing the young man's words, some people smiled while others frowned.
