Next to Xiao Tianyu, Shangguan Biyue couldn't help but laugh. This scoundrel carries so many Martial Arts Manuals with him. How many people have you fooled in total? Did you build Tianyu International to such a large scale entirely with money from scams?
"People would fall for this?" The surrounding crowd was left speechless. Hey, I've got a copy of Beiming Divine Skill here. Do you want it? I won't charge eight thousand; I'll only take eight hundred. Or even eighty would do.
As for Guan Zhongyuan, he didn't care about what others thought, believing his most admired boss could never deceive him. In his eyes, these three books must be rare Martial Arts Manuals that appear once in a hundred years.
In his excitement, Guan Zhongyuan subconsciously glanced at the bottom right corner of the book's back cover for the price. That glance froze him in shock: "One yuan twenty-five cents?"
Why... why is it only one yuan and twenty-five cents?
