"My precious..."
The storekeeper's reaction was surprisingly intense. This seasoned old manager actually dropped the treasure to the ground, shocking both Fang Xing and the giant golden crow. The old storekeeper nearly fainted, but fortunately Fang Xing picked up the item to find the Bronze lantern was unharmed. After all, it was an Immortal Treasure from Fuyao Palace, not something easily damaged. As he turned back, Fang Xing saw the storekeeper already kneeling and kowtowing repeatedly as if pounding garlic...
"Divine Son... Grandpa... Little Ancestor, please spare me..."
The storekeeper was tearful: "Giving us this hot item is just inviting trouble upon us..."
"You said you'd sell anything!"
Fang Xing was quite speechless, holding the Bronze lantern as he spoke to the storekeeper.
"That depends on what the item is, Little Ancestor. Fuyao Palace's things, are they for anyone to sell?"
