"Can't afford it? How do you know we can't afford it?"
Xia Ping said.
"What's there not to know? This rabbit demon and this bird demon only bought a few dozen demon coins' worth of things last time, yet they kicked up a huge fuss here, insisting we had cheated them out of ten demon coins. They made such a scene that every demon knew about it. If demons like that aren't paupers, what are they? How could they possibly afford high-end goods?"
The mouse demon clerk looked at Rabbit Linglong and Qingluan with utter contempt.
"Looks like you've both become famous in the Myriad Demon Pavilion."
Xia Ping said in surprise.
"What the hell does that have to do with you?"
Rabbit Linglong was so embarrassed and furious she wanted to die. Unable to stop herself, she reached out and pinched Xia Ping. This bastard really knew which pot not to open.
"Fine. Actually, we're not here to buy anything. We're here to sell something. Do you take goods?"
Xia Ping asked the mouse demon clerk.
"Sell something?"
Hearing this, the mouse demon clerk's eyes lit up. "Of course we take goods, but the Myriad Demon Pavilion doesn't accept junk. After all, the Myriad Demon Pavilion isn't some little roadside shop—we have a brand."
"Of course it's good stuff. I have a bag of spirit rice on me. I wonder how much it's worth?"
Xia Ping took out a bag of Crystal Fragrant Rice, about a pound in weight.
"What?!"
The mouse demon clerk opened it and its eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. It recognized this as the famed Crystal Fragrant Rice. Even among the many varieties of spirit rice, it was among the finest; every single grain contained an enormous amount of energy.
Even royal demon