"Why aren't you leaving? Do I need to call the staff over?"
Ye Xuan sneered, his face full of disdain.
Seeing that Ye Xuan wasn't bluffing, the cloaked man cursed himself inwardly. 'I've really shot myself in the foot.' He couldn't afford to lose face now. He quickly said, "Fine. A bottle of Venerable Intent Pills for one Soul Essence Stone. I agree."
It wasn't that Ye Xuan was truly indifferent to the Soul Essence Stone. Hearing the cloaked man's words, he stated flatly, "I need to see the Soul Essence Stone."
"Fine."
The cloaked man gritted his teeth. He knew that when it came to trading, he was no match for the young man before him.
Tossing over a jade box, the cloaked man said through clenched teeth, "Where are the Venerable Intent Pills?"
Only then did Ye Xuan produce the Venerable Intent Pills again.
The cloaked man took the jade vial and, without a second glance, turned to leave.
But the strange feeling in Ye Xuan's heart intensified, and he reached out to stop him.
