"What's the big deal about a Combat Mentor? I refuse to believe that he's the only one in this game. I might just not take on this test quest!"
"Yeah, the guy thinks he can charge exorbitant prices because he knows we need him for our quests. If we give up on this one, there could be countless other possibilities in the future..."
The players nearby started to express their dissatisfaction and murmur among themselves.
Song Jian didn't mind their complaints, still wearing an indifferent smile. Some of them left disappointed, but none of those who were complaining about the cost of the quest task actually left. They all hoped that the price could be somehow negotiated down.
He had initially been planning to sell the Fine Iron Boxing Gloves one by one, but after a moment's hesitation, Song Jian pulled out ten pairs at once and shouted: "Bundled sale, ten pairs for one thousand Doomsday Coins! If you want them, then pay up! No dilly-dallying!"
