Despise it as they might, in the end, the Tiger Claw in Lamborghini's hand still sold for 600 Purple Gold Coins.
Such an outrageously large Tiger Claw would definitely turn a profit if brought back to Southern Jambudvipa, but making too little was still a loss.
After all, there were simply too many good things in the Western Regions.
The moment Lamborghini received the coins, he tossed them into his mouth and swallowed them into the space within his stomach, leaving the merchants staring in dumbfounded disbelief.
Anyone unaware of the truth would have thought he had eaten the coins.
After that, Lamborghini picked up another snow-white Tiger Bone streaked with blood and shouted, "Tiger Bones, Tiger Bones! Thirty Purple Gold Coins per foot! Plenty in stock, first come, first served! Thirty coins won't buy you a loss, won't buy you a scam! If you want them, squeak up!"
The merchants looked at one another again, even more eager to curse.
Even you know there was plenty in stock, yet you still set such a high price. Did you really think everyone was an idiot?
At this moment, it was not only them. Wei Wu wanted to curse too.
The spoils from hunting Demonic Beasts together were meant to be divided among everyone. Yet this damn bull had swallowed the money from selling the beast carcasses right in front of so many people, showing absolutely no regard for him, the leader.
"Who told you to sell them like that? Where's the money? Spit out what you made." Wei Wu strode up to Lamborghini and held out his hand without ceremony.
Qin He was not here. If the bull dared to bristle, he would beat him up first.
The rules had Qin He's approval, so he was not afraid of the