Seeing the old man, Yin Xiaofan walked over.
"Oh, my young friend, you've finished shopping so quickly; I don't know what you managed to acquire," the old man, astonished to see Yin Xiaofan approaching, said with a smile.
"I had some gains, but it was not in vain." Yin Xiaofan thought of the Blood Ginseng and smiled for a few millennia.
"Oh, I don't know what treasures my friend has found, but let me have an easy look at it." Upon hearing about Yin Xiaofan's gains, the old man's eyes immediately lit up, and he hurriedly said.
Yin Xiaofan was a remarkable person with inherently unique eyes. Since Yin Xiaofan took an interest in something, it must be unique, and the old man was filled with curiosity as well.
"Millennium Blood Ginseng, but it's not in my possession now," Yin Xiaofan said lightly.
"Millennium Blood Ginseng?"
