Xiaogang's Ambition
As for the price of Inner Core Soul Rings, they were naturally far from cheap. However, since Spirit Hall was fully responsible for producing them, the prices were at least within reach of ordinary civilian Soul Masters if they worked hard enough.
Of course, among Inner Core Soul Rings of the same age tier, those of relatively higher quality would definitely cost more—perhaps considerably more. That was unavoidable.
After all, it was already quite remarkable to let the public see the hope of purchasing "high-grade" or even "top-grade" Inner Core Soul Rings within the same age tier.
Under the old rules, truly good things would never circulate on the market at all. Ordinary people would have had no way of even learning about them.
And at that moment, the little cloth bag that had fallen from Yu Xiaogang's pocket bore the emblem Spirit Hall had designed for Inner Core Soul Rings.
The onlookers examined the round outline of the object inside the bag and easily concluded that it was most likely a Soul Ring Inner Core.
No wonder someone had been tempted just now. A Soul Ring Inner Core—regardless of its tier or quality—could be kept for oneself or one's future descendants. At worst, it could be quickly sold on the black market for a tidy sum...
"Hey, that's mine!"
All of a sudden, Yu Xiaogang stopped venting his helpless fury on Luo Sanpao. He turned to the hot-blooded young man who had stepped forward earlier—or, more precisely, the cloth bag containing the Soul Ring Inner Core in his hand.
"Give it back to me!"
Oh? Great Master was getting tough now, huh~
In the corner of the tavern, Wang Zhao raised an interested brow. Looks like there's more of a show to come.
Luo Sanpao's strange behavior