"Looking at goods costs money too?"
Chen Fei looked at the shopkeeper and could not help but shake his head slightly. This Ghost City truly was filled with evil ghosts. All kindness was nothing more than a disguise.
What they wanted was always the origin within you, your lifespan—everything that could be absorbed.
"Our shop has always dealt fairly with young and old alike. We ask that you not make things difficult for us, customer!" The shopkeeper looked at Chen Fei with greed written all over his face. The light in his eyes made him seem as though he could not wait to tear Chen Fei apart alive.
The shop doors had not been closed, but a seal blocked the entrance. If Chen Fei wished to leave, he would have to break through that seal.
Clang, clang, clang!
Chen Fei lightly shook the copper coins in his hand. The coins struck one another, producing a crisp sound.
"The sound of money. Did you hear it?" Chen Fei looked at the shopkeeper.
"Of course I heard it." The shopkeeper's gaze fell upon Chen Fei's palm, and the greed in his eyes was utterly undisguised.
"Since you heard it, then consider the money for looking at the goods paid." Chen Fei stopped moving his hand and stared at the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper froze slightly upon hearing Chen Fei's words, but a chilling smile immediately returned to his face.
"You paid a little, but it is far too little. The Tian Hun Stone alone costs two thousand copper coins. How many coins do you have in your hand? How could that little clinking possibly compare to such a sum?"
The shopkeeper's eyes fixed fiercely upon Chen Fei as black aura began to churn around his body, instantly filling the entire shop. A shocking