"Sixty thousand gold coins! Could it really be true? Have we all been deceived?"
"Master Wang, the Alchemist, actually only paid us thirty thousand gold coins! And he's a Fourth Rank Alchemist!"
"And for the other herbs, it's possible we were deceived, too."
In the tavern, the crowd buzzed with discussion, all coming to realize they had been duped by Master Wang.
However, no one dared to stand up, after all, the selling had been voluntary; they simply hadn't known the correct prices.
Apart from Master Wang, it was feared that other Alchemists and Artifact Refiners may also have been deceitful.
Master Wang's face was extremely gloomy, his vicious old eyes fixed on Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen's words had undoubtedly caused the crowd to lose trust in Master Wang, whose image had plummeted in their eyes.
