Xu Yang and the stall owner both looked toward the newcomer.
Lo Feng bared his teeth in a grin at Xu Yang, flashing two rows of white teeth.
"Mr. Xu, what a coincidence."
"I was here first."
"Hand over the goods."
Xu Yang pretended to look pissed off.
The stall owner didn't really get it, but still said honestly, "Eighteen thousand high-grade barbarian gold!"
"I'll pay twenty thousand!" Lo Feng didn't hesitate.
"I'll pay twenty-three thousand!" Xu Yang immediately followed up, glaring furiously.
"Twenty-five thousand!"
Lo Feng sneered, "This spirit elixir—I'm taking it today!"
"Thirty thousand!"
Xu Yang stared at the stall owner, "Hand over the spirit elixir!"
The stall owner was stunned for a few seconds, gulped nervously as he looked at the two, and said, "Highest price gets it!"
"Fifty thousand!"
Lo Feng gritted his teeth and followed up.
He didn't even know what the spirit elixir was for, but he'd been told—whatever Xu Yang wanted, don't let him buy it!"
