Lin Xuan watched as Feng Zhuang left.
This burly martial artist was surprisingly meticulous.
Lin Xuan did not take Mu Yang and the others seriously.
No matter what move the other party wanted to do, he was confident that he could handle it.
Lin Xuan smiled. Just like yesterday, he set the projections of various potions on the cloth.
This time, he did not only set 50 bottles like yesterday. Instead, he set 200 bottles for each potion.
Then, he continued to lower the price of the potion.
Yesterday, he asked for 100 essence for each bottle of blue grade Thunder Wound Potion. Today, he only asked for 80 essence.
Similarly, he asked for 1000 essence for each bottle of purple grade Big Life Potion yesterday. Today, he only asked for 800 essence!
After doing this, he quickly left.
He still had to find other underground caves, so he naturally did not have time to stay here.