"Destiny Plate?"
The woman shook her head, "Although this guy is impressive, he's not worth that much!"
One hundred Destiny Plates, one million strands of Heavenly Mandate Vitality were valuable anywhere; a Galaxy 2-dan Primordial Beast was indeed not worth it.
"Alright..."
Zhang Xuan crossed his arms in front of his chest, took two steps back, and leaned against a large tree.
"You..."
Seeing that she had quoted a high price and the other party had stepped back without any intention to help, she was furious, her pretty face turning red, and she gritted her teeth.
She was quite a beauty; in such situations in the past, any man would want to show off and play the hero to save the beauty. This guy, on the other hand, couldn't care less.
Feeling irritated and reacting slowly, she was slapped twice in succession by tiger claws, swelling appeared on her arm, and she could not hold back any longer, she rebuked, "Hey, don't you have any sympathy?"
