They stared at Ethan Smith, wanting to make a move, but none of them seemed willing to be the first.
"Huh?"
At this moment, Ethan noticed a rather peculiar herb displayed on a stall not far away.
Ethan quickly walked towards the stall.
Seeing this, the surrounding people hurriedly dodged to the side.
Ethan didn't pay attention to the crowd. He picked up the herb and carefully examined it.
"Boss, how much is this herb?" Ethan asked.
The stall owner swallowed and subconsciously glanced at the surrounding people.
Then, he mustered the courage and said, "I... I won't sell it to you, whether you offer gold or jade!"
Ethan frowned slightly and said, "Why? Am I not going to pay you?"
"Who would want your stinking money!" The stall owner screamed with all his courage.
Ethan stroked the herb and nodded, "Fine, if you don't want it, that's it."
With that said, Ethan directly put the herb into his pocket and turned to leave.