However—
Less than half an hour later, accompanied by a burst of chaotic footsteps, Ning Rongrong and the others came running back, looking thoroughly disheveled.
The moment she entered, Ning Rongrong flopped onto the sofa and began venting furiously, "What a scam! This is way too much of a scam!"
"A random shell that's been polished to look a little prettier costs over a hundred Gold Soul Coins! Why don't they just rob people?"
Ning Rongrong's little face turned bright red with anger. "Those shells do look glossy and pretty, sure, but no matter how you look at them, they're still just shells. They're absolutely not worth that much money!"
"And those pearls!" Xiao Wu chimed in indignantly. "The quality really is good—they're big and round—but isn't that price completely ridiculous? They dare to put a price tag of over ten thousand Gold Soul Coins on a single strand! Based on my shopping experience in Heaven Dou City, I'd say those things are worth three thousand at most!"
Looking at these "little rich girls" as though they had just been fleeced, Nan Feng helplessly spread his hands. "Didn't I tell you not to go?"
"What they sell over there are Purple Pearl Island's exclusive souvenirs and luxury goods. Their targets are those suckers of noblemen who come to the island looking for a sense of status. They aren't selling pearls and shells at all—they're selling limited editions from a special maritime zone under the protection of the Demon God Douluo."
Nan Feng took a sip of tea and said unhurriedly, "What matters is the value of the packaging and the emotional value. Markups of several times, even over ten times, are perfectly normal business practices."
Ning Rongrong pursed her lips. Her eyes spun, and she suddenly leaned toward Nan Feng