With complex emotions, Xin Yun gently handed over the jade box containing the hairpin and said solemnly, "Think it over carefully. Although the hairpin is beautiful, its intrinsic value isn't that high. With this trade, you're taking a big loss!"
In response to Xin Yun's words, the woman veiled in gray gauze gleefully took the jade box. She opened the lid excitedly and, shaking her head with a laugh, said, "You're not a woman, so you wouldn't understand. Beauty is priceless, especially treasures that are innately formed, their value is immeasurable. To me, this is the most precious treasure in the world, I wouldn't trade it even for a Ninth Grade Dragon Creation Stone."
"Really!" Surprised by the woman's response, Xin Yun exclaimed, "Are you serious? If I really had a Ninth Grade Dragon Creation Stone to trade with you, you really wouldn't exchange it?"
