Wang Ke looked calm. After a moment of hesitant silence, he said in a low voice, "Forget it. Since I like this thing, I don't care about the two thousand. Deal!"
He took out 12,000 from the black leather bag and handed it to the stall owner. Only then did he put the porcelain, an initial-level magic weapon, into the black leather bag. Fortunately, the porcelain was not very big. Even if the bag was packed with half a bag of cash, there was enough room to hold it.
Without talking to the stall owner anymore, Wang Ke quietly walked away and began to keep searching for other stalls.
After wandering around the ghost market for a long time, Wang Ke found a lot of spiritual energy fluctuations and he activated his extraordinary vision again, but he couldn't find the location of those magic wea
