Hearing Yin Tian's words, Mr. Duan was also slightly taken aback.
He unconsciously turned his head and glanced at the small porcelain bottle in Yin Tian's hand, then let out a cold laugh.
"I saw you came with Zhao Wanlin, and thought you had some skills, but it turns out you're just a fool."
Mr. Duan let out a cold laugh, looking at Yin Tian with utter disdain, "Is there something wrong with your head?"
As he spoke, he lifted his arm and pointed to his own head, "Do you know how much I paid for this flower?"
"You think you can trade it for that little bottle of yours, how ridiculous!"
Yin Tian shook his head helplessly.
He knew it wouldn't be that easy.
Although Zhuyan Pill was very famous in ancient times, it was not widely known in modern times.
Even if he took it out, these people would not understand what it meant.
"Yin Tian..."
Seeing Yin Tian insulted, Chen Yu also looked at him with concern.