"How much did you say this was worth again?" Yu Tian asked with a sweet smile.
The man looked around nervously. This newbie was making him uneasy. Could it be that he really wasn't a newbie?
"A thousand coins," he stammered.
"A thousand coins? For just a mask with an eighth grade rune?" Yu Tian asked, raising his voice.
People at other stalls began turning in their direction.
"Dammit, if people hear him, it'll be bad for business," the man thought.
"Ahem, Fellow Daoist, no need to be so worked up," he said. "How about I sell them to you for five hundred each?" he said in a low voice. He hadn't expected this kid to know his stuff.
"Two hundred," Yu Tian said.
The man froze. "Two hundred coins?" he questioned.
Yu Tian shook his head. "Low grade spirit stones," he said.
The man's expression became fierce. "You want to pay two hundred low grade spirit stones for each?" he asked angrily, not caring anymore about the crowd that was beginning to gather around them.
