The stall owner jumped in front of Chu Yunfan and looked at him suspiciously.
"Why not?" Chu Yunfan glanced at the stall owner.
"In short, I'm not selling it unless you give me 200 thousand low-grade spirit stones per stalk," the stall owner looked at Chu Yunfan suspiciously.
Doubt rose in the stall owner's heart because Chu Yunfan had paid the money too quickly. He had given 250,000 low-grade spirit stones just like that. Although Chu Yunfan didn't show any emotion on the surface, he had a feeling that he must have been deceived by the guy in front of him. Although this feeling was ridiculous and he didn't know where it came from, he just had this feeling.