Thank you, Jiuniang, embarked on her journey of setting up a stall once again.
This time, she displayed a hundred items.
Broken umbrellas, pen holders, snapped swords, water bottles, beast skin scrolls, and more—a wide variety of goods.
None of them were the same.
Thank you, Jiuniang, put quite a lot of thought into her purchasing; she wouldn't take anything that was obviously counterfeit.
"All of these have been carefully selected by me, and you can tell at a glance that they're not ordinary. The opportunity lies right here—if you don't buy, it means they're just not fated for you. Think about the Soul-Nourishing Wood, think about Buddha's Green Lamp—"
Thank you Jiuniang, started boasting again, her little mouth exceptionally adept at talking.
But some people always felt a sense of déjà vu.
One disciple stepped forward and spent a hundred Spirit Stones to pick out an item.
