"That's because you're pretty," Yan Yu said, "Half of the credit goes to your own good looks."
Ye Jun became even happier and asked the stall owner:
"How much for this hairpin?"
"200,000," the stall owner said with a big smile.
"You might as well go straight down this road, then take a left at the next intersection, followed by a right," Ye Jun suggested, "The Agricultural Bank is on your right. You could rob it instead; that would be quicker for making money."
"I need to explain to you," the female stall owner quickly said, "this hairpin isn't just any ordinary hairpin."
"Could it be a hairpin that grants Merit?" Ye Jun sneered.
"It's a Magic Treasure," the stall owner explained, "It can be refined with True Yuan to recognize an owner."
"What effects does this Magic Treasure have to be worth 200,000?" Ye Jun asked, eyebrows raised.
