Fortunately, even though Shen Wuyou noticed the shopkeeper's trepidation, he secretly glanced at the Demon Lord's stern face and immediately spoke out with some sympathy, breaking the awkward silence.
“Mmmmm…”
I want that piece, that piece, this piece, and the one by the wall...
She stood on his shoulder, waving her furry little paws and giving him advice. The latter glanced at the shopkeeper with a cold and indifferent look:
"wrap up."
"Hey!" The shopkeeper hurriedly nodded and went to pull out the wood that the little fox pointed out. Although he was suspicious of the identity of this little pet, he didn't dare to say it out loud.
Soon, the wood had been tied up and displayed in rows in front of him.
Bhagavan lowered his eyes and took a look, then waved his hand and all the wood was put into his sleeves.
Then, under Shen Wuyou's confused gaze, he strode out of the store.
"Oh oh!" Wait a minute, sir, we haven't paid yet!
Hearing this, Bhagavan's steps paused slightly, his face seemed to stiffen slightly, but he still stopped and turned back. His indifferent eyes stared coldly at the shop owner whose smile was frozen on his face, and he spat out two words coldly:
"Price."
The boss took a deep breath in his heart.
Huh... I thought... he was okay, a reasonable person.
So his smile became more genuine, and after a moment's thought, he raised two fingers and replied, "Sir, two low-level magic crystals are enough."
Upon hearing this, the Demon Lord's expression remained unchanged, seemingly unmoved. However, Shen Wuyou felt suspicious...
If she saw correctly, the palm-sized hind leg meat outside was worth three magic crystals, but the wood he had pushed into a mountain was only worth two low-level magic crystals?
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