Faced with Bai Ze's words, the horned man was left speechless for a moment.
Seeing this, he could only turn to look at the goods on the shelves.
The shelves were brand-new, but there were pitifully few products.
Staring at those few Qilin Communicators old enough to be used for archaeology, the man did not know what to say for a moment.
But when he saw the prices of those goods, he instantly flew into a rage.
"Senior, you're selling a single Qilin Communicator for five hundred thousand Divine Source? Even robbery isn't this ruthless."
Facing the man's words, Bai Ze looked up teasingly. "Robbery isn't nearly this fast. If you can't afford it, get lost, you poor bastard!"
The man: ???
In all the world, someone actually dared say that the True Dragon Clan had no money. What a colossal joke.
"Five hundred thousand Divine Source is nothing to me."
"But my Divine Source isn't meant to buy this trash."
"If you're not buying, why are you standing here? Waiting for me to treat you to a meal?"
Bai Ze's words grew harsher and harsher, yet the man did not get angry, a rare occurrence indeed.
They said a phoenix never landed where there was no treasure, but the world did not know that true dragons possessed equally powerful instincts for seeking treasure.
The moment he left his room today, he had felt a sudden stir in his heart. As he wandered about, he somehow found this remote little shop.
If his instincts had not kept telling him that there was a tremendous opportunity here, he would never have wasted his time in such a place.
"Phew~"
After calming his emotions, the man said, "It's only five hundred thousand Divine Source. I'll buy it!"
"Sorry, I'm not selling to