Chapter 15

Hearing footsteps approaching, Luo Chuan slowly opened his eyes and observed the young man.

Clad in a black brocade suit and wielding a showy folding fan, the young man exuded an air of arrogance. Accompanying him was an elderly man, possessing the strength of the fifth rank.

"Perhaps from a prestigious family," Luo Chuan speculated silently.

"Not for sale," Luo Chuan replied nonchalantly as the young man made his offer.

"One hundred Spirit Crystals!" the young man persisted, considering it a princely sum for a mortal.

Luo Chuan's silence and furrowed brows hinted at his growing impatience.

"A thousand Spirit Crystals!" the young man doubled his offer, showing his desperation.

Luo Chuan remained indifferent, prompting the young man to sneer.

"Why don't I see any products in your store?" the young man taunted, peering inside.

"Everything is inside, help yourself," Luo Chuan replied, reclining on the chair. "Remember to leave the Spirit Crystals on the counter after making your selection. Each item is limited to one purchase per person."

The young man's irritation grew, his gaze cold as ice.

"Fubo, come inside," the young man called to his companion and entered the store.

Inspecting the shelves, the young man's curiosity was piqued by the items displayed.

After reading the descriptions, he scoffed, suspecting the effects were fabricated.

"You can test it yourself," Luo Chuan retorted.

Handing a pack of spicy strips to his companion, the young man instructed him to verify their effects.

Fubo, unfazed by potential poisons, consumed the spicy strip without hesitation.

Moments later, his eyes widened in shock as a surge of spiritual power coursed through his body.

Impressed, the young man turned to Luo Chuan.

Satisfied with the result, the young man eagerly purchased all the spicy bars and requested all the Coke, confident in their efficacy.