The scar-faced stall owner pocketed the spirit stones, said coldly, "The magic tools here are of various quality. The prices are fixed, no bargaining. Once sold, no returns or exchanges."
In other words, he was not responsible for the quality, if anyone wanted to buy, it was up to their judgement!
Others listened and made no dispute.
There were many such stalls.
Some cultivators, being solitary in character and disinclined to bargaining, simply made such one-off deals.
However, the specter of the magic tools put forth by this scar-faced vendor at the Qi Refinement Stage Finalization was a little too much.
Some items were obviously antiques from an old era.
Luo Chen concealed his aura and blended into the crowd.
His gaze landed on three items placed closest to the scar-faced seller.
They were a bronze mirror, a banner, and a compass.
Each one had its price marked on a paper tag nearby.
Thirty thousand, twenty thousand, fifteen thousand.
