Ling Han activated his eye technique, and said, "Hehe, the layer of rust outside is indeed an old thing."
How smart was the large black dog? He was the ancestor of trickery in the first place, so he immediately understood after hearing Ling Han's words. He immediately tossed the dagger onto the ground before grabbing the stall keeper and saying, "Good one, you actually dared to trick Grandpa Dog!"
Yi, are you really a dog?
That person spread out his hands and smiled awkwardly. In the first place, doing business here was based on one's insight. If one had good insight, they could avoid being deceived, or even pick up real treasures. However, it was your own fault for having poor insight, and having bought fake goods, who could you blame?
"Old Black, don't drop down to his level." Ling Han waved his hand dismissively.
