"Come, come, take a look, take a look. Are these things to your satisfaction, Daoist?" Zhu Dexi said, pointing at the items on the ground. Me.
A whole heap of miscellaneous goods lay scattered before Li Huowang. Most were rusty blades and swords, with a few bottles and jars beside them.
"What is all this? It's all rusted—nothing but scrap metal." Gouwa squatted down and immediately began haggling.
"Don't let the rust fool you. Grind them a little and they'll still work. If I had any divine weapons or legendary blades, would they ever end up in my hands? Isn't that right?"
Li Huowang paid no attention to the swords and knives. Instead, he focused on the bottles and jars.
He crouched halfway down and picked them up one by one for inspection, only to find that not a single one bore any writing.
"This Daoist really knows his goods. You spotted the good stuff at a glance."
Zhu Dexi had only just crouched beside him when the stench of blood from Li Huowang's clothes drove him two steps back.
Yet he was not afraid. Instead, he became even more attentive.
"Daoist, the one in your hand is good stuff. This medicine is called Half-Step Fall. Put just a tiny bit into water, and whoever drinks it will definitely fall after taking half a step. It's not expensive—three taels of silver per bottle."
"Ah! A discerning eye! This bottle is treasure too! It's Cranes Crest Red. Add only as much as a fingernail clipping, and it'll send someone straight to the underworld. Five taels a bottle."
"Yes, yes, yes, this is an even greater treasure!! Swallow one pill, and I guarantee you can handle two women in one night! This was ordered by Wolf Head Mountain Liu Er Ye. If