The cloaked man paused momentarily, looking at the two standing before his spread out display.
Just as he finished setting up his wares, these two had already showed up.
Subconsciously, he adjusted his hood slightly, speaking softly, "What can I do for you two?"
From his voice, he seemed to be a young man under the cloak.
Probably not much more than twenty years old.
"Not much! Just curious about what you're selling?" Fang Hao casually replied.
"Oh, these are just a few small potions that I've concocted," The cloaked man responded nonchalantly.
He then began to take out his concocted potions from his bag.
And displayed them on the linen cloth in front of him.
Unlike the glass bottle potions made by the Alchemist Guild, the cloaked man's potions were packaged in crude pottery jars.
They looked like potions concocted by some amateur.
Some passing mercenaries glanced at his potions briefly and then turned to leave.
