Lan Zhi clicked her tongue and muttered in a low voice, "Alright, then I'll pretend that you're not." Even though she said that, in her heart, it was already an established fact that Xing Zhi came from a reclusive family. Staying away from the secular world, having a mysterious and noble temperament yet being short of money, and also looking down on the Six Mustard Lucky Bag Space Bracelet. Besides a reclusive master, who else could do that? Reclusive families usually didn't lack in heritage. Perhaps any ordinary daily utensil of theirs could be a rare treasure. However, because they stayed away from the secular world and didn't operate any industries, they couldn't come up with money, which was why he had this mysterious and worldly-ignorant temperament. She had a relaxed expression, bright eyes, and walked with ease. She didn't show any reluctance or hesitation towards the Six Mustard Lucky Bag Space Bracelet worth three hundred billion at all. Instead, she still had the leisure to guess his identity. Her thoughts were pure, and so was she. She stood cleanly in front of him and seemed that she would remain clean like this all the time. Xing Zhi looked at her for a while and then chuckled softly after a short while. This discovery made him somewhat happy. Before going shopping, Lan Zhi first went to the Thousand Medicine Pavilion to sell ten catties of Black Pool Spiritual Sprouts. She had just taken the money and was about to discuss with Xing Zhi where to go first when three young people dressed in luxurious robes and wearing various expensive spiritual treasures walked into the store. The girl who was at the head spoke with an overbearing tone: "Bring out the best Brocade Pearl Pine Mist Dew." The shopkeeper was sorting out the Black Pool Spiritual Sprouts that Lan Zhi had sold to him. Hearing this, he got up to welcome them and said, "Please take a seat for a moment. I'll bring it to you right away." The girl was disdainful and said, "What's there to sit in this shabby little store? Hurry up!" The shopkeeper wasn't angry. He quickly presented the Brocade Pearl Pine Mist Dew in front of her and said, "This is the best Brocade Pearl Pine Mist Dew in Dingzhou. Each bottle only costs nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine." Lan Zhi's thoughts stirred slightly, and she turned her head to look. The girl happened to open the Brocade Pearl Pine Mist Dew, and Lan Zhi gently probed it with her soul threads from a distance... It was about the same as what she had sold. Lan Zhi gave up the idea of leaving immediately. She turned her back and pretended to look at the displays on the antique shelf, but in fact, she pricked up her ears to listen to their conversation. After examining the Brocade Pearl Pine Mist Dew, the girl sneered, "Is this considered the best? It's far from the best." The shopkeeper didn't refute and said, "Yes, our store is humble, and the Brocade Pearl Pine Mist Dew here is also not of high grade." The girl was in a bad mood and said unkindly, "There's no place for you to speak. Get out of the way." The shopkeeper wisely kept his mouth shut. The young man following behind the girl had a gloomy face and asked, "Is it completely unusable?" The girl had originally planned to turn around and leave, but she hesitated upon hearing this and said, "Forget it. We'll make do with it. Bring a hundred bottles." The shopkeeper beamed with joy and said, "Sure thing." The girl took out a list from her sleeve, looked at it, and then said, "Reviving Meridian Pills, Qi Nourishing Pills, Hemostasis Pills, Pain-relieving Pills, Yang-restoring Pills, Poison-suppressing Pills... Bring out the best of all of them." The shopkeeper laid them out one by one. The girl only looked at the first two and frowned in dissatisfaction: "What rubbish are these? I want the best ones." The shopkeeper's expression didn't change and said, "The better ones have all been sold out." The young man, whose face was already gloomy, became even gloomier at once. He turned his head and scolded the rather plump girl who was standing at the back with her head down: "Look at the good deed you've done! Such good things have all been messed up by you. If we can't gather all these pills, you can atone for your crime with your life!" The girl who was examining the pills in front sneered coldly and said, "What's the use of her atoning for her crime with her life? Just let her compensate with a mineral vein instead." The young man scolded the plump girl: "Did you hear that? When we go back, tell your father to bring a mineral vein to compensate!"