"Could it be that King Yan thinks I am a fool?"
"There's a problem with the Sea Market, whether this market exists in the future is uncertain. Do you intend to use these scraps to swindle away a prize?"
Noticing the change in Wang Ba's tone, Yan Zhi's heart quivered, but he stabilized himself and explained with forced calmness:
"Taoist Master, Taoist Master, you misunderstood. The shop naturally is worthless, but the goods inside are the foundation painstakingly accumulated by our Big People Country over countless years: Dao Treasures, Cultivators, Elixirs, Talismans, and cultivation scrolls... all are available, and absolutely won't fall short of the value of your goods, especially regarding Dao Treasures."
Upon hearing Yan Zhi speak, Wang Ba's expression slightly eased, though his voice still carried a hint of coldness:
"I hope King Yan does not deceive me."
Yan Zhi's back turned cold with sweat, and he replied with a bitter laugh:
