Ye Guichen grinned and said, "Big brother, there's no need, really no need, it's just an old man, no need to send an assassin."
The man holding the sword was taken aback, trying to break free from Ye Guichen's grip, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape.
His heart was slightly alarmed.
"Who are you?" the man asked, his eyes full of caution, yet at the same time filled with apprehension towards Ye Guichen.
He clearly felt that Ye Guichen's strength was not weak.
If a fight broke out, he wouldn't gain any advantage either.
"Hehe, I just bought all this old man's stuff earlier." Ye Guichen harmlessly let go of the sword holder's hand, then tossed the spirit stones in front of the old man: "Hey, as we agreed, I bought everything here, each item for two hundred spirit stones, a total of six items, so altogether twelve hundred, here are the spirit stones."
As he spoke, Ye Guichen reached out to take the items.
