The eyes of the girl in blue turned watery and seemed extremely sympathetic.
Those watching felt bad for her and told Zhao Feng to sell the little thieving cat to the girl.
“Sure, a billion primal crystal stones.”
Zhao Feng laughed.
The youth in black clenched his fists tightly and stared angrily at Zhao Feng. If it wasn’t because they were on the Crossing Sky Ship he might have already attacked.
Zhao Feng’s one billion primal crystal stones price obviously didn’t have any intention of trading. He was just playing with them.
“Ting’er, wait till we cross the River of Rage and enter the Canopy Great Country. I’ll buy the exact same cat.”
The plainly dressed elderly person behind the two laughed.
Miao miao!
The little thieving cat revealed expressions of disdain as it extended a finger pointing towards the sky. Following this, it then extended two fingers and compared it.
“It’s saying it’s the only one? There won’t be another?”
