He didn't have much money on him.
If it was too expensive, he wouldn't be able to afford it.
The stall owner smiled and gestured with his hands.
"Twenty copper coins will do."
Hearing this, Kuang Zhan was in disbelief, thinking he must have misheard.
"Twenty copper coins?"
The stall owner gave a mysterious smile.
"It's a bit more expensive than the other books, but it's well worth it, milord!"
Finally, after a good deal of coaxing from the stall owner, Kuang Zhan felt his embarrassingly light coin pouch.
He took out the copper coins and counted them carefully, one by one. After paying, he accepted the book with both hands, as if it were a priceless treasure.
Kuang Zhan flipped to the first page.
The stall owner couldn't help but glance at him again, hesitating for a moment.
"Milord, you really don't care for formalities, do you?"
Kuang Zhan looked completely baffled. He looked left and right before his gaze returned to the stall owner.
