Chương 39: Chapter 39: The Harvest Season

Without asking, who else could be such a sharp businessman, other than that greedy wolf, Jiao Tai Lang?

Seeing Ye Weiming heading his way, Jiao Tai Lang grinned, "For this deal, I wasted nearly ten precious minutes on this island. An extra 50 silver from you isn't unreasonable, right?"

Ye Weiming, not in the mood to banter, directly opened the stall window, confirmed the items and prices were correct, and then clicked to buy everything.

In an instant, 1 gold and 50 silver were deducted, and a fine steel longsword appeared in Ye Weiming's hand, a piece of junk still with an attack boost of 20 just like before.

But no matter how trashy the sword, it was still a sword!

For a swordsman, having a sword and not having a sword represented two completely different concepts.

Seeing that Zang Yue was once again closing in, Ye Weiming, without hesitation, swung his sword and unleashed the move, The Shepherd's Eating Peonies, at his adversary.