"I'll take it!"
A calm voice rang out, abruptly cutting off the chatter. In an instant, the atmosphere fell as silent as a prison.
With a turn of his hand, Xiao Ying produced a storage pouch and handed it to the old man. "Could you tell me what a Sacred Hidden Silkworm is, sir?"
The gray-robed old man accepted it in delighted surprise, then suddenly stiffened. Staring at Xiao Ying in disbelief, he asked blankly, "You don't know, young man?"
His unspoken meaning was clear: why buy it if you didn't know?
A moment later, his eyes widened, and he looked at Xiao Ying in unmistakable shock. The storage pouch contained ten million, not five million!
Xiao Ying winked at the old man and little girl, then answered with a smile, "Judging by the name, it should be an exotic beast skilled at concealment. I really don't know the specifics, though. But I believe you!"
Leaving aside the other complicated factors, Xiao Ying possessed the Merit Golden Wheel and the ultimate divine ability, the Eye of Deliverance. Even with his limited cultivation, which prevented him from reading minds in detail as Zhi Ji could, he could still distinguish good from evil in weaker targets and tell whether their words were truth or lies. Thus, although the gray-robed old man concealed his cultivation, he could not be all that powerful. This made the secret art's miraculous nature all the more apparent!
The little girl's face blossomed into a smile, as enchanting as that of a jade maiden, a dazzling sight that made eyes light up. She already had the makings of a beauty who could bring disaster.
The old man gave Xiao Ying a deeply grateful look, then said with shame and hesitation, "Well... thank you, young man! I'm ashamed to