"Some things come from shady sources. Selling them to fools is just asking for trouble—you understand that." The old man stroked his beard and smiled at Bai Lan.
Bai Lan nodded. "I see. So they're all things from shady sources... Hmm, I think I know how to make trouble for you, Senior?"
The old man's hand froze midway through stroking his beard. "..."
He was saying this to remind the buyer that the things in his hands weren't clean, that they should be used cautiously and never exposed in public!!!
Not so she could use it against him!!!
"There's no talking to you!"
The old man angrily puffed out his beard. If he could return to the previous moment, he would rather die than say that line and hand someone a weapon against himself for nothing.
"Haha, just joking. I, Bai Lan, never betray my friends." Bai Lan waved a hand. "Go on."
In other words, if they weren't friends, they could be betrayed.
Bai Lan's meaning was very clear: he had better not jack up the price on her in a moment.
A fair price made them friends.
But if he tried to gouge her and open his mouth like a lion's maw...
"In ancient times, there was a spirit beast in the cultivation world known as the Hidden Spirit Beast. It was exceptionally clever and nimble. No one knew what its fur was made of, but it was a marvel born of heaven and earth, capable of concealing one's aura and obscuring divine sense."
Bai Lan pondered for several seconds, then looked at the old man. "Then let me guess—the Hidden Spirit Beast is extinct now?"
In a peaceful age, it would at least be classified as a protected animal. But in the cultivation world...
"Of course." The