Hearing Flender shamelessly demand five thousand Gold Soul Coins,
Ye Qifeng's eyes immediately narrowed. So you really took me for a sucker.
But his expression did not change. He still wore a faint smile, as though he had not heard clearly, and asked Flender to confirm it once more:
"You just said this crystal costs five thousand Gold Soul Coins? Are you sure it's worth that much?"
Flender reclined leisurely in his wooden rocking chair, swaying at ease. He cast a sidelong glance at the murky crystal in Ye Qifeng's hand, and a strange glint briefly flashed through his eyes.
Of course, he knew perfectly well that it was merely a worthless crystal. He had picked it up from a small vendor for less than one Gold Soul Coin.
The crystal did not look particularly appealing. Its surface was uneven, and a large patch of impurities filled its interior.
If not for the fact that, with his Soul Saint-level Soul Power, he had vaguely sensed something unusual inside it, he would never have displayed it on the wall for sale.
But precisely because it looked so unappealing, the crystal had gathered dust on the wall for who knew how many years, yet no one had ever bought it.
Among all the customers who had entered the shop, not one had even given it a proper glance, much less purchased it.
By Flender's own estimate, the crystal was worth ten Gold Soul Coins at most. How could it possibly be worth five thousand?
The only reason he had opened his mouth like a lion and demanded five thousand Gold Soul Coins was because he saw that this young man was a wealthy spender who did not lack money. He simply wanted to swindle some funds for Shrek Academy.
After all, the