Daoist Sun looked anxious.
"I am sure that the other half of this picture is most likely on a stall in the Casual Cultivator Market."
"Oh? What makes you so sure?" Henry became interested.
"Look at the tear on this map," Daoist Sun said, pointing. "Doesn't it look fresh?"
Henry examined the tear closely and saw that it was indeed recent. This suggested the missing half of the map might still be nearby, possibly in the same market.
Henry maintained his composure and asked, "How much are you selling it for?"
Daoist Sun raised a finger. "A thousand spirit stones."
"Goodbye," Henry replied flatly, cupping his hands as a gesture of dismissal.
Daoist Sun panicked. "Wait! How much are you willing to offer?"
"Ten spirit stones," Henry said firmly.
