Ning Tianping took the last three billion savings of Ye Yuan's and went to buy rank three spirit medicines.
This three billion was Ye Yuan's final capital.
Even the several billion divine essence stones inside the Purple Extreme Hall was squandered clean by Ye Yuan.
Now, Ye Yuan was basically equivalent to penniless.
Seeing his stall, Ye Yuan could not help smiling bitterly too.
No wonder they did not even want a commission. The location of this stall, virtually no one would show interest.
Setting up a stall was a skill too. Those martial artists who frequently visited the market also understood that people who could not afford the stall fee naturally did not have any good stuff on hand.
Therefore, these last-rank stall's stall owners, normally, no one would care about them.