"Give that back! I suddenly remembered there's an urgent matter at home. I'm not selling today, not selling!"
Seeing the two had taken the bait, Shen Yi sneered inwardly. Outwardly, he looked somewhat flustered, as though he had misspoken and accidentally revealed the source of these items. Afraid that the crowd would use it to coerce him, he hurriedly tried to leave.
He snatched the sacred medicine back from Dong Yan's hand, hastily tucked it into his sleeve, rolled up his stall, and prepared to leave. But a large hand seized his shoulder, followed by an angry voice from behind him.
"You stall owner, you truly don't know what's good for you. My elder brother has clearly taken a liking to that spiritual herb, yet you say you won't sell it. Are you trying to toy with us?"
Unexpectedly, the fair-skinned Xia Chang was quite hot-tempered. He grabbed Shen Yi and refused to let him leave, wanting to take the spiritual herb from before for himself. From Dong Yan's expression, he had already understood that this herb was certainly unusual. Otherwise, Dong Yan would not have offered to buy it. Even if it could not be confirmed with absolute certainty as a sacred medicine, it was likely eight or nine chances out of ten.
"I've heard of forcing someone to sell, but never forcing someone to buy. I may be a rough fellow, but I've got a temper too. Could it be that this honored guest intends to rob me?"
Shen Yi turned back and glared furiously at Xia Chang. His words instantly stirred an intense reaction from the surrounding crowd. This was East Sea City, where forced buying and selling had never occurred. This hot-tempered man before them was undoubtedly challenging their bottom line.
These people, too, coveted the