"Now, it belongs to me. Are you sure you want to fight me for it?"
The youth pointed at the somewhat baffled old hen on the ground, his voice carrying lightly, and many thought that the roughly dressed boy was going to suffer a loss today.
Perhaps in the old hen's heart, it never imagined that one day it would be so coveted. It really was a stroke of fortune, from hen to phoenix.
An ordinary old hen, selling for one gold coin would already be quite good, and that's for a hen that's been raised for over a dozen years, but now, it fetched a price of an Earth Rank Low Level elixir.
Even as the onlookers were impressed by the youth's wealth, their eyes kept wandering over the old hen, yet they discovered nothing, and their curiosity deepened even more.
Is an ordinary old hen really worth such a struggle? Moreover, judging by the roughly dressed boy's demeanor, he seemed not ready to give up even at this point. This drama seemed far from over.
