"Wait."
Seeing Ye Qifeng and Zhu Zhuqing about to walk away, Tang San finally could not hold back. He hurriedly called out, stopping them.
"Hmm? Did you need something?"
Ye Qifeng lowered his eyes to Tang San, who stood in his way, and asked casually, a smile curling his lips.
Beside him, Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly and stared coldly at Tang San, unwilling to speak.
Under Ye Qifeng's condescending gaze and Zhu Zhuqing's icy stare, Tang San felt deeply uncomfortable. But for the sake of the crystal hair gold, he could only suppress his discomfort and swallow his anger for the moment before voicing his request:
"Well... Brother Ye, could you sell me that crystal in your hand?"
Ye Qifeng glanced at him.
"You want this crystal?"
Tang San did his utmost to suppress his excitement and nodded quickly.
"Yes."
"Sure. Ten thousand Gold Soul Coins."
"..."
The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched, and a trace of anger rose in his heart. He kept it hidden, however, and spoke with outward composure:
"You're joking, Brother Ye. Didn't you just say it wasn't much use? How could it possibly be worth ten thousand Gold Soul Coins?"
Ye Qifeng smiled faintly and said:
"Although I thought it wasn't much use, it really is worth ten thousand Gold Soul Coins. That's what the owner of this shop said. If you don't believe me, you can ask him."
Tang San's expression shifted slightly. But upon careful consideration, judging by the quality of the crystal hair gold contained within that crystal, it was definitely worth not just ten thousand Gold Soul Coins, but even twenty thousand.
The problem was, where could he find ten thousand Gold Soul Coins to trade with him?
At that thought, Tang San grew thoroughly embarrassed.
Suddenly, inspiration struck, and