"Is this Thunder Liquid?"
Lin Mo furrowed his sword-like brows and, after regaining his composure, turned his doubtful gaze to the woman in front of him whose face was concealed by a black veil.
"Thunder Liquid is far more effective than Thunder Fruit, and naturally, it's not cheap—at least 150,000 soul coins!" the veiled woman said softly, her voice enchanting, like a seductive melody that would make any man lower his guard around her. Hearing this, Lin Mo's lips curled into a bitter smile as he played with the Space Ring in his hand, saying, "150,000 soul coins is no small amount. This guy has no spare soul coins left, and though I need the Thunder Liquid, I fear I can only reluctantly pass on it."
"Heh, since I invited Mr. Lin here, of course, I wouldn't ask Mr. Lin for money," the veiled woman said lightly, her eyes carrying a faint smile.
