"A good weapon is like a second life to us. I dare say that there is no sword of better quality in all of China."
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The fat man was like Jiang Taigong fishing, sitting calmly in the stall with his eyes closed.
He didn't rush to bid.
The big guys who really need weapons haven't arrived yet.
Now he has no worries about not being able to sell his products.
As the crowd surged, more and more people gathered in front of the fat man's stall.
Those who didn't understand the situation tried their best to squeeze in, while those who understood the situation rushed in even more desperately.
Soon, conflicts broke out among many people with special abilities in front of the stall.
On the periphery, there are still quite a few people who don't understand the situation.
There were no tourists at the other weapons stalls.
Even the vendors were trying their best to squeeze into the crowd.
The situation was becoming increasingly chaotic and was gradually getting out of control.
The fat man was afraid of attracting soldiers, so he quickly jumped onto the stall and shouted from a high position.
"Don't push, don't push!"
"Everyone, listen to me!"
"Each of these divine weapons was crafted by me personally. I wouldn't say they're powerful enough to shatter hair, but they've at least been tempered through countless trials and tribulations! Ordinary dark creatures wouldn't be able to withstand even a single blow from these weapons!"
"I can guarantee with my reputation that every knife I make is the product of my life's work. It is a hundred times more powerful than any other weapon on the market!"
The fat man's words once again made the crowd restless.
Looking at this scene, he nodded with satisfaction.
Then he said.
"These Snow Slash Blades are priced at three kilograms of white spores each! Only thirty are available today, first come, first served!"
After saying this, the restless crowd suddenly quieted down.
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