Japanese Magazines for Magical Treasures-A Fair Trade!

Sure enough, when Hao Shuai opened it, he found that the thick book was filled not only with words but also with countless illustrations—pictures of men and women fighting.

With a critical eye, Hao Shuai began flipping through it expressionlessly~~

Zeng Shushu didn't notice Hao Shuai's expression. Grinning to himself, he said, "Well? I'm telling you, this is a rare book. I heard it's the only copy, too! I don't know how much effort I went to just to get my hands on it. I guarantee that after you read it, you'll be able to laugh among the flowers and win the hearts of women everywhere. How about it? Will you trade it for your Xiao Hui?"

"Trash!" Hao Shuai calmly spat out two words.

"Junior Brother Hao, that's not right. You don't have to like reading it, but you can't call it trash." Seeing his treasure slandered like that, Zeng Shushu immediately grew agitated.

"I said the illustrations are trash!" Hao Shuai sneered. "The artwork is crude, the characters' expressions and mannerisms are poorly depicted, and even the poses are wrong. It's just trash!"

With that, Hao Shuai pointed out the book's flaws to Zeng Shushu one by one.

After hearing Hao Shuai's critique, Zeng Shushu was completely dumbfounded.

Something he'd treasured as a priceless gem was nothing but worthless trash in someone else's eyes—and the man even had sound reasons to back it up. How could Zeng Shushu not be left staring blankly?

Hao Shuai wasn't wrong, either. Zeng Shushu's book really was awful. The illustrations didn't even measure up to the manual for the Northern Darkness Divine Skill that Hao Shuai had found in Langhuan Blessed Land.

And besides, as a modern man, what hadn't Hao Shuai seen?

Those early VCDs, followed by the 800-gigabyte collection of