Young Master Robin was extremely pleased with the transaction. He was about to head out on a dangerous mission. As a core disciple of the Sacred Fire Academy, he was always assigned the most dangerous missions—ordinary ones never caught his interest.
Although he always carried pills that could boost strength, stamina, and endurance, those pills required time to take effect. This wasn't a game—attributes didn't recover instantly just because a pill was consumed.
Grade-1 fruits, however, were different. Their restorative effects were instantaneous. That was precisely why they had almost gone extinct. Now that he had purchased them all, Young Master Robin was thoroughly satisfied.
He turned around to leave, but a sudden thought struck him. He stopped, turned back, and asked,
"Oh right—I won't ask where you got these fruits. But do you have any more Grade-1 fruits for sale? If you do, I'm willing to buy them. I'll double the price—100 Gold Coins per fruit. What do you say?"
When the crowd heard this, they were stunned.
One hundred Gold Coins per fruit? That was an insane amount.
After the first transaction, Ethan already had 1,500 Gold Coins in his possession—an enormous profit.
For daily expenses, this money was more than enough for a long time. But Ethan wasn't thinking short-term. He wanted to open a clinic, and for that, this amount was far from sufficient. He would need at least 5,000 Gold Coins to open even a small clinic—and that included the cost of purchasing land.
Since 1,500 Gold Coins wouldn't be enough, Ethan secretly took out 40 more fruits from his inventory and handed them to Young Master Robin.
"These are the only remaining fruits I have," he said calmly. "If you want them, then this will be the end. I agree to your offer. Four thousand Gold Coins in exchange for these fruits."
This time, it wasn't just Young Master Robin—the entire crowd was completely speechless.
Possessing even a single Grade-1 fruit was enough to boast about for years. This man had already taken out thirty earlier—and now he revealed even more.
Did he rob the treasury of a major sect or something?
"These many…?" Young Master Robin couldn't help asking, completely stunned.
Ethan remained silent.
After the improvement of his talent pool, his judgment had also improved. He now knew exactly when to speak—and when not to.
"What is your name?" Young Master Robin asked.
"Ethan Hunt," Ethan replied.
"Ethan Hunt?" Young Master Robin searched his memory but found no familiar name.
"I don't know anyone by that name in this city," he said with doubt.
"That's understandable," Ethan replied with a smile. "I'm new here. I came from far away."
"I see," Young Master Robin nodded. "I'll remember this favor. If you ever get items like these again, don't hesitate to approach me. I'll buy them at an even higher price."
"Sure," Ethan replied faintly.
"May I ask why you're here?" Young Master Robin asked bluntly.
Ethan didn't completely hide the truth—but he twisted it slightly.
"I have a friend who is a doctor," Ethan said. "His skill level isn't high yet, but he's not incompetent. He's a Grade-1 doctor. His master asked him to perfect his skills, so we came here to open a clinic for him. These fruits were given to us by his master. Since my friend lacks merchant skills, he asked me to sell them."
He continued, "My friend can cure almost anything related to Elementary Stage cultivators—whether it's health issues or cultivation problems. I guarantee his abilities. Very few things under the Elementary Stage escape his expertise."
"A Grade-1 doctor?" Young Master Robin pondered briefly. The explanation sounded reasonable, and he didn't question it further.
"If your friend wants to open a clinic," he said, "why go through all this trouble to sell such valuable fruits? The Union encourages talents like your friend. If someone can't afford to open a clinic, the Union provides one for lease. It costs only 50 Gold Coins per month—and they guarantee safety. Since your friend is only here temporarily, leasing is far better than buying land."
"We've considered that option as well," Ethan replied with a smile.
In truth, he was shocked.
He had read about this in the Encyclopaedia of the Mortal Realm, but he never imagined the leasing cost would be this low. If he'd known earlier, he would've chosen this route immediately. Since his stay was temporary, buying land made no sense at all.
Young Master Robin nodded and left after chatting a bit longer. His expression was satisfied. Though he had paid double the price, money was the last thing he lacked. He came from one of the wealthiest families in the city—wealth was trivial to him.
Ethan, too, was satisfied. He now possessed 5,500 Gold Coins—enough to support himself comfortably for a long time.
Excited, he packed up his stall and prepared to head toward the local Union branch.
"You made quite a big haul, kid," a voice suddenly spoke from behind him.