"Sithur Fatty might be from the wealthiest family in the entire Holy Kingdom. Their clan trades across the Three Realms, and even the Holy Lord must show them respect. Their family's collection of top-grade magical artifacts is countless. Every time war breaks out, the Sithur Family becomes the target of everyone's flattery, even the Lord of the Holy Kingdom seeks their help."
Someone nearby recognized Sithur Fatty and immediately introduced him to his companion.
At this moment, Fatty was still energetically hawking goods, though the top-grade magic weapons and talismans on him indeed made people drool.
"Fatty, I want that Hundred Tribulation Heavenly Saber in your hand."
A man with a sinister face suddenly spoke up.
"This saber? What will you offer in exchange?"
Fatty asked in a muffled voice.
"I'll offer your life in exchange, of course."
"Shhh!"
Before he finished his sentence, his head instantly flew off.
