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Inside the grand hall, Yan Rufeng furrowed his brow, troubled.
Xiao Fei cupped his hands and said, "Brother Yan, if there's something bothering you, just say it, and we'll figure it out together!"
Yan Rufeng replied lightly, "Brother Xiao, at this point, it seems that the thousand top-grade spiritual artifacts I've refined can no longer be auctioned at Dragon Origin Trading House. It's quite disappointing."
"Haha!"
Xiao Fei chuckled.
"Brother Yan, this vast Dragon Origin City doesn't just have one trading house. We can try other places."
"No need!"
Yan Rufeng shook his head.
Xiao Fei asked in confusion, "What do you mean by that?"
"Phew!"
Yan Rufeng straightened his back and exhaled.
"Brother Xiao, in a moment, follow me to set up a stall on the street to sell the spiritual artifacts!"
"What?"
Xiao Fei exclaimed in surprise.
"Brother Yan, did I hear that right? You want to sell top-grade spiritual artifacts on the street?"
Yan Rufeng spread his hands.
