The old man's utterly irresponsible answer left Xiao Yan completely speechless.
Still, if there was only a small piece of the Fragmentary Map here, that was understandable—since when were "fragments" so easy to collect?
If every Fragmentary Map fragment was as large as the first, there would probably only be four [fragments] in total.
If she collected half of them while she was only a Da Dou Shi, when would she get the other half?
Surely they couldn't just drag it out forever?
So even if this Fragmentary Map had "shrunk" by half, Xiao Yan thought it was perfectly normal. It made sense.
"Sir, would you sell this map to me? I'm willing to pay a high price," Xiao Yan asked politely.
"No."
The old man slowly lowered his head and returned his attention to the unfinished map. His voice was mild, but his refusal brooked no argument.
"..."
"Senior, could you... make an exception? Not even in exchange for pills?"
As she spoke, Xiao Yan took a jade bottle out of her Storage Ring, opened it, and tipped out a Third-Grade Pill. "Name your price. I can give you as many Third-Grade Pills as you want."
The old man looked up, then gave a seemingly disdainful snort. "Little one, stop coveting my map. Pills of that grade don't interest me."
"If you want any other maps, pick them out and take them. They're yours for free. This Fragmentary Map isn't for sale—and don't get any ideas about taking it by force. That won't do you any good."
The old man waved a hand and spoke indifferently. He didn't seem afraid that Xiao Yan might run off with the fragment in her hand.
For a moment, Xiao Yan couldn't quite figure out what this old man was about.
After all,