"This customer, what weapon are you looking for? Or maybe some defensive equipment? Or perhaps spiritual tools?" The clerk's eyes lit up when she saw Feng Zhijiu.
'What an otherworldly look this girl has. She must be someone with a great background. I must serve her carefully.'
After thinking, the clerk's eyes flashed with determination to make a lot of money. She didn't know that Feng Zhijiu was a poor girl with no money but infinite treasures. Feng Zhijiu looked at the enthusiastic attitude of the clerk and felt a little better. She looked around and asked about the price.
She pointed to a basic middle grade sword on display. The best weapon out there. "How much is this?"
