"Are you sure you're willing to buy two of my pills for two million silvers?" The old man looked at Ye Chen. The old man looked at the vase covered in mud that was in his hands. Was his vase a treasure too?
"I'll exchange two million and two hundred silvers along with fifty Chi Deposition Pills for that vase of yours. How does that sound, kind sir?" Ye Chen suggested. Ye Chen could not bring himself to cheat the vulnerable old man. To a wealthy man like him, silvers and Chi Deposition Pills were nothing. He felt like he had gotten himself a good deal. After all, the vase was a Tier Three spirit artifact.
"Really? All that for the vase?" The old man widened his eyes, looking at Ye Chen in disbelief. He was uneducated and did know the worth of the vase. Immediately, he agreed. "I'll take it, I'll take it!" Two Chi Deposition pills were rarity enough for him, what more with fifty of them.