"Eighty thousand."
Liu Qingxian was dumbstruck.
Jiang Fan held down the Little Jade Lion and let his voice carry forth.
"Are you crazy? Spending eighty thousand crystal stones on this?"
What did eighty thousand crystal stones mean?
Even an elder would feel immense pain in parting with such a sum, yet Jiang Fan didn't hesitate to shout it out.
And what he was buying was a piece of defensive armor.
Among the myriad of magic artifacts, defensive armor was the least valued.
With that much money, wouldn't it be better to buy some powerful offensive magic artifacts?
Jiang Fan calmly replied: "Facing a beast tide, killing countless beasts comes second."
"Saving one's life is the primary task."
"Spending eighty thousand crystal stones for a life, I think it's worth it."
In his mind,
this was even more important than healing pills.
Liu Qingxian had no argument, she could only display a painful expression: "You really don't treat money as money!"