Selling something?
That wasn't what he had come here for!
Ye Weiming gently shook his head. Just as he was about to explain his purpose, an idea suddenly struck him, and he said smoothly, "Come to think of it, I do have something whose purpose I don't know. How about asking Duke Lu Ding to take a look at it?"
As he spoke, Ye Weiming casually pulled a large sack covered in green fuzz from his bundle. The moment it appeared, a pungent, sour stench immediately spread throughout the entire sitting room.
For a moment, everyone present, including Duke Lu Ding, instinctively retreated several steps, keeping a safe distance from Ye Weiming.
Even Ye Weiming had been caught off guard by this turn of events.
Ever since he had acquired the thing, he had never once taken it out of his bundle.
Players' bundles were like four-dimensional pockets—quite miraculous. Not only could they preserve items indefinitely, but blocking odors was naturally no problem as well.
With that spatial isolation, Ye Weiming had naturally never experienced just how terrifying this thing's power was.
After an awkward smile, Ye Weiming decided to go all in and introduced it anyway. "I got this from a Flower-Picking Lecherous Thief I killed earlier. It's called 'A Bag of Rice of Suffering.'"
"I originally had no idea where its suffering lay, but now it seems that its very existence can bring immense suffering to everyone nearby."
After obtaining this "A Bag of Rice of Suffering," Ye Weiming had thought about how to destroy it. But its description clearly stated, "Cannot be discarded. Cannot be sold," leaving him helpless with regard to the bag of rice.
When the two had been shopping earlier, Ye Weiming had suddenly realized that this transaction might count as a quest.
Since