Wang Tian also began inspecting his pills, pondering how to market them and what price to set. No matter how he sold them, he would make a profit, but whether he earned more or less still required careful planning.
Shangguan Wanyu also began checking her belongings. These people were incredibly eager for that stuff, which meant it was good stuff. She needed to seize the chance to make a killing too.
Even if something was useless to her, she could trade it with that little fatty for pills. That little fatty's pills were simply the finest among the finest.
Besides pills, she could also trade that foolish boy for life-saving Formation Disks. That foolish boy might be a little foolish, but those Formation Disks were genuinely useful.
Only Li Xiaoyao stood there blankly, his heart troubled beyond measure.
"If I'd known, I would've kept some things. Sigh."
Li Xiaoyao plopped down on the ground and sighed again and again. In the end, he was the only one with nothing. If he had known, he would have gone a little easier on people before killing them.
To the point that he had not even left behind a single Spatial Ring.
He had once thought those things were useless, that only strength belonged to oneself, that only strength was truly useful. But now, it seemed... ah, regret.
"Everyone, do your best. How much you gain depends entirely on your own abilities," Ye Lin said with a faint smile. He had great confidence in his goods. Weapons were necessities for survival; to these fellows who only knew how to fight with wooden sticks, the things in his hands possessed a natural allure.
They were close. Three white horses with wings flew over from the distance, and three burly men dismounted from them.
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