You Guys Are Really Wicked

While waiting in line, Jiang Hao noticed that people at the front and behind were looking around. They looked afraid of something.

It seemed that the bald man from earlier had made these people afraid due to his background.

But how could Smiling San Sheng be afraid of something like this?

He continued to wait in line.

After some time, it was finally his turn.

"S-Senior, what can we help you with?" said the woman at the counter.

"Do you accept magic treasures here?" Jiang Hao smiled.

"W-we do." The woman nodded.

"How about this spirit sword?" Jiang Hao took out a regular spirit sword.

The woman looked at the sword with some difficulty. They didn't accept this kind of spirit sword usually. But she couldn't say that out of fear.

"This spirit sword costs four spirit stones each. We'll accept whatever amount you have, friend," said a sudden voice.