A young man dressed in white slowly approached from behind the crowd, holding a purple iron fan.
The corners of his somewhat effeminate face lifted slightly, and a glimmer of delight shone in his eyes as he looked at the Brass Fragment.
If he could buy this ancient artifact with just any Seventh-Grade Pill, he would be making a killing.
Yet when he reached the stall, his gaze happened to drift to the side.
Gulp!
The next instant, the man in white swallowed involuntarily, a flash of awe crossing his eyes.
He had never expected to see four beauties with looks that could topple kingdoms all at once today.
Then he glanced at Xiao Yan, standing among the four beauties, and raised his brows slightly.
A Rank 7 Intermediate Alchemist, a Seven-Star Dou Zong!
No wonder these beauties favored him!
With a light cough, the man in white turned his gaze to Yan Fei.
"Sir, I am willing to exchange a Seventh-grade Low-Rank pill for this Brass Fragment."
Yan Fei offered him no courtesy whatsoever. His face darkened as he said, "Too late. I've already traded this fragment to this young lady."
With that, he handed the fragment to Zi Yan, his face immediately breaking into a smile again.
"Here, young lady. Keep it safe!"
Zi Yan accepted the fragment with a beaming smile, then glanced at Xiao Yan and held out her hand.
"Xiao Yan, hurry up and give me a Sixth-Grade Pill!"
Xiao Yan smiled and handed her a pill. Zi Yan took it and passed it straight to Yan Fei.
"Here, your pill!"
Beside them, the rejected man in white scowled, his rather narrow eyes narrowing further.
Still, he did not lash out at Yan Fei.
After all, the older they were, the more cunning they became,