Unparalleled (7)

"Let me consider it." Ye Qingtang smiled at the middle-aged man.

"Miss, listen to me. This is definitely a good item. Don't listen to this kid's nonsense. I didn't just randomly pick it up from the streets!" the middle-aged man hurriedly urged.

Seeing that Ye Qingtang did not speak, the middle-aged man threw the small wooden box on the ground. Looking at the intact wooden box, he said, "How is it? I didn't lie to you, right? It's really a rare Dharma treasure. Miss, you are fated with it. You must have it!"

"Will you give it to me for free then?" Ye Qingtang asked the middle-aged man after a moment of silence.

The middle-aged man was stunned by Ye Qingtang's words. He looked at Ye Qingtang in disbelief. "I say, Miss, you are young, beautiful and wearing extraordinary clothes… How can you have the cheek to let a poor trader who lives on the edge of life and death… give you something for free?"

Ye Qingtang smiled and said, "I don't have money."