"I'll take this Spirit Beast!" Lin Feng's voice, carrying far and wide, immediately drowned out the surrounding clamor!
Subsequently, the surroundings quieted down at once, and for a moment, no one spoke!
And the golden fatty, looking at Lin Feng standing next to him, opened his mouth in surprise, at a loss for words for quite some time!
Fifteen low-grade Spirit Stones for a little rabbit that was practically useless—had this person gone mad?
This thought virtually appeared in every Cultivator's mind, including the golden fatty's!
Only the young female Cultivator's eyes shone with a touch of delight, which also held a hint of reluctance!
"Lin, Big Brother Lin, you want to buy this little rabbit?" the golden fatty finally recovered his wits, his face etched with astonishment as he looked at Lin Feng.
