"Our shop...doesn't allow bargaining!"
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As he stepped out of the treasure pavilion, the bustling crowds of people in the dark street at midnight all turned back to look at the old man, their eyes full of surprise.
"Is that him?"
"Yes, I just took away two treasures worth three thousand ghost notes from the Treasure Pavilion!"
"So much ghost money?"
"Bullshit, he only gave 300."
"Huh? That's... wrong. Aren't people over 50 not allowed to bargain?"
"He criticized every item in the store, saying it was worthless. All the customers who wanted to buy ran away. How could the owner not compromise?"
“High…really high.”
The old man weighed the props in his hand twice. Lin Fan glanced at it and asked calmly:
"This little prop is no longer valuable to us."
"Not for us, but for others."
The old man put it away happily, and Lin Fan didn't say anything more.
Maybe this is what happens when people get old. They want anything they think is valuable.
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On the other side, in the wilderness some distance away from the mountains.
The aura of the old man in black robe changed slightly, and the image of the big-footed sister as a wine fairy appeared again.
"Hahaha, starting today, I'm going to be a wine fairy for a few months!"
The voice, identical to that of the Drunken Immortal, but with a completely different sense of boldness, spread across the wilderness.
Not only the voice, but also the aura of destroying the city was exuded, giving people a sense of the king's return.
Just not enough laughing...
A strong murderous intent locked onto it.
The ten-year-old boy who had just left Yunxiao Station had an excited look on his face.
"The Wine Immortal's aura is so weak, he must have been seriously injured by it. I will go and lend him a hand!"
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