Upon hearing what Yang Zhen and Sao Saint said, all those who were still desperately struggling became annoyed.
"Ten purple crystals, why don't you just go rob someone?"
"Damn, robbing someone wouldn't be as quick as this," grumbled Sao Saint under his breath, a sincere smile never leaving his face.
"I'm always serious when it comes to business!" Yang Zhen earnestly told everyone, his facial expression being as sincere as the world's most honest merchant.
Those who were still struggling in the storm turned an ashen color. To purchase or not was a hard choice to make. The price Yang Zhen insisted on was astoundingly high, but it seemed as though the storm wouldn't pass anytime soon.
Damn it all!
"How much? I'll buy one!"
