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"I'm sorry, could you two please stand up?" Zhiyan stood up and apologized to Yang Xinxin and her father, regretting not keeping a few more inconspicuous Demonic Beast Skins earlier. She hadn't expected the Dragon Patterned Leopard skin to attract so much attention.
"Ah, of course." Xinxin, startled, sprang up from the ground and then helped her father to his feet.
"Haha, that's more like it. A wise man submits to circumstances. The young brother here seems quite receptive to teaching." Wang Lao Wu laughed heartily, assuming Zhiyan was going to sell the Beast Skin to him, his fat face squeezing his eyes nearly shut.
The crowd nodded, thinking their comfort had been effective; after all, the man before them was a famous nouveau riche in Fengcheng, while this young man appeared weak and defenseless.
As Yang Xinxin and her father stood up, Zhiyan had a thought and with a smile on Wang Lao Wu's face, retracted the skin back into her Qiankun Space.
