Meanwhile,
not far from Su Wen's location, about a street away.
A man who looked like a teacher stood before a stall piled with spellcasting materials. He wore a neat robe and thick glasses perched on his nose, his eyes carrying a certain stiffness and severity.
The man carefully inspected each material, occasionally haggling with the stall owner:
"My friend, the price for this Magic Vine Root of yours seems a little high.
As far as I know,
the same quality costs a third less at the eastern market."
At this, the stall owner curled his lips into a crafty smile:
"Oh, sir, you may not know this, but my Magic Vine Root has undergone special processing. Its purity is more than twice that of ordinary goods.
How about this?
Seeing how sincere you are, I'll give you a ten percent discount. What do you say?
I guarantee that even on the Lost Sea First Route or the Third Route, you won't find goods this cheap."
The teacher frowned slightly upon hearing this, seemingly still hesitant, but he ultimately nodded and took several gold coins from his pocket to complete the transaction.
But at that very moment, not long after the enormous commotion caused by Su Wen's overwhelming presence,
the man could not help noticing the strange behavior of the students in the distance.
However, compared to Alphawen—Eric Gangs, who lay on the ground like a dead dog,
when the teacher saw Su Wen standing at the center of everyone's attention, he could faintly sense the immense Spiritual Energy hidden within him.
His glasses nearly fell from his nose in fright.
"Which big shot is this?"
At this moment,
Su Wen also happened to notice this young teacher, who was at the peak of the first rank and close to