Qi Ming's body silently shuddered, a look of surprise flashing past his face. Compared to an Undead Herb of the Netherworld, the value of a Black Crystal was nothing.
"You jest, sir," he said. "Even Fairy Realm fighters are interested in a treasured item like the Undead Herb of the Netherworld. How could a small shop like ours have it?" Qi Ming collected himself, shaking his head with a smile.
Su Yu frowned. It looked like the news of the Undead Herb of the Netherworld that Cabinet Master Qiu had received was not from the Golden Light Pavilion, but rather from the discussions between the fighters within the pavilion. He had made a wasted trip and was undeniably disappointed, but he collected himself and said, "I have come too abruptly. Since you do not have such an item, I shall not hold you back any longer, goodbye."
Standing up and cupping his fists, Su Yu turned to leave.
