"Just this?" Liang Yi scratched his head.
Five thousand spiritual coins, or fifty thousand, or even five hundred thousand? No matter the amount, to the current Liang Yi, it was mere pocket change, having a share of the profits from Wind God Commerce, he really can't be considered just ordinarily rich.
"How about fifty thousand spiritual coins?" Wang Qiang's Adam's apple moved slightly as he secretly swallowed his saliva, looking somewhat nervous. He was already prepared to be heavily bargained down.
But even if the price were slashed to thirty thousand, twenty thousand, or even ten thousand, he would accept it because although the flower was picked from a Secret Realm, it was really just a flower he picked up at random by the roadside.
As to why he picked it, he also forgot. Maybe it appealed to him at first glance?
