Wu Heng glanced around, "Just 50! If it's too little for you, keep it as a family heirloom."
All the markets were buying, naturally prices would drop a bit, so if at normal price, just buy directly at the stall.
"Ha!" The short person's eyes flickered, "Is it a Special Item or a tool that makes sound?"
"You sell me your stuff, and I'll tell you."
The short person sneered, "I wonder which fool would…"
Before the words were finished, a figure wrapped in a dirty cloak leapt to the table and poured out several pieces of Special Item fragments,"Torn ones are 2 gold, right? I'm selling all these to you."
Bella quickly checked the goods and paid, and the person turned around and left.
The short person who was sneering earlier, snorted and no longer looked this way.
By noon, people began to come one after another to sell at Wu Heng's stall. Although not many, there wasn't a break.
"I have two complete ones!"
"Two fragments, absolutely genuine!"
