"Fifty Doomsday Coins, you're really selling them for that much!" A man next to Song Jian gaped at him.
"It's not that he's selling them for fifty, it's that the price starts at fifty Doomsday Coins, do you know what 'starts at' means?" Another person interjected.
"He's acting as if this is an auction. The materials dropped by a level fifteen common monster are being sold for such a high price!"
"Indeed, but it seems everyone here needs this thing. I wonder what they're using it for..."
"It must be useful, we just don't know what for. However, fifty Doomsday Coins, heh heh..."
A few people were whispering to one another nearby. By now, they had realised that this "Fine Iron Boxing Gloves" must have a significant use, otherwise, these people wouldn't have rushed over so hurriedly.
"Hey, bro, could you tell us what these 'Fine Iron Boxing Gloves' are used for?" A man with a stall leaned over to Song Jian and asked softly.
