Sure."
"That's a deal."
Xuanyuan took out nine thousand, three hundred and thirty six coins. He could finally use all the money he took from the servants of the Yue family.
"Sorry, old man, I've only got this much. Will you take it?" Xuanyuan frowned and pretend that this was all the money he'd got.
The old man was furious,
"No, ten is the lowest. Have you got anything that can compensate?"
Xuanyuan was, not exactly a bad person, but he had lived two lives without money and knew the value of it. He took out the bear elixir he'd got and said,
"This is the only thing I've got."
The old man brightened up,
"Very well, that's a nice elixir. Give it to me and pick a few things from the stall, then we're settled."
Xuanyuan rolled his eyes. The old man knew how to make a deal. All his things were more or less broken or dirty. They all looked like antiques, but none of them were worth anything to a martial artist.
But a voice rang inside his head,
"Get that bracelet..."
Who else could that be, if not the greedy old bugger?