A Different Approach

The stall owner looked middle-aged, but he had likely cultivated martial arts for more than eighty years. His strength had reached the True Martial Realm fifth level.

He was clearly surprised that someone actually wanted to buy Brass Sand. His stall held other treasures as well, yet no one had ever asked about the price of Brass Sand.

But seeing that someone wanted it, the stall owner's eyes gleamed shrewdly. After scrutinizing Yang Chen, he exclaimed, "You're Yang Chen!"

"That's me." Yang Chen nodded.

It seemed he had truly become famous. Wherever he went, people could recognize him at first glance. Yang Chen inwardly sighed. Fame was no good thing to him.

The middle-aged stall owner's eyes spun craftily after recognizing Yang Chen, and he immediately said, "One top-grade spirit stone per jin!"

Hearing this, Yang Chen blinked. This stall owner was truly greedy. Did he really take him for some clueless wealthy fool? Brass Sand was indeed rare, but it was equally useless. If he agreed so readily, the stall owner would definitely raise the price for the second jin.

That was how business worked. The man had him pegged as someone who needed Brass Sand.

Even Li Ruoxiang could not stand it any longer. She snapped, "One top-grade spirit stone for a jin of Brass Sand? Are you joking?"

The stall owner was also a shrewd man. He knew perfectly well that if someone wanted to buy Brass Sand, they surely needed it.

Without yielding an inch, he said, "Miss, it isn't appropriate for you to speak like that. What's wrong with Brass Sand? Brass Sand is extremely rare. How often do you even come across it? Is one top-grade spirit stone really too much?"

The middle-aged stall owner refused to give an inch. In any case, Trading