The Elder of the Jian Family chuckled softly, appearing confident. Seeing Ye Qingfeng's pale complexion, he knew this man was likely not a Martial Artist.
To be able to mix in among Martial Artists, he surely isn't foolish; he knows how to make the right choice.
"I've said it; apart from herbs over a hundred years old and Spirit Stones, I don't want anything else."
Ye Qingfeng's tone was calm, yet left no room for doubt.
The Elder hadn't spoken yet, but Lin Yan beside him had already changed his expression, his cold, narrow eyes staring directly at Ye Qingfeng.
Lin Yan took a slight step forward, seemingly wanting to act, but the Elder extended his hand to stop him.
The Elder's facial expression changed several times before returning to normal, and he said with a smile, "Since you've decided not to sell, we won't force it. Just hope you won't regret it."
