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Walking into Xuanyi Pavilion, Feng Aoran and Feng Ye were stunned by the sight. The first floor was an extremely empty space. There were no shops but only street stalls. The densely packed floor almost occupied the entire floor. It looked very much like Twenty-One

The flea markets of the world.

"Wow, there are so many people. We don't even have such a big trading market in Fengcheng. This border city of Chu State is so developed. I don't think Xinliang Imperial City may be so prosperous." Feng Ye curled his lips, with a bit of envy in his eyes.

"If our country is strong enough, how could that man seize the imperial power so easily four years ago?" Feng Aoran's eyes were a little cold. Some things cannot be easily forgotten if you want to forget them.

Feng Ye knew that he had made her sad, so he quickly changed the topic: "There are so many things here, there must be a lot of good things. Let's sell the essence quickly and go buy things."

"Yeah." Feng Aoran responded and didn't think much about it. After asking around with the staff, he quickly found a store that sold Jingyuan.

The shop is on the second floor. It looks like it is only ten square meters in size, but it is packed with goods and does not look messy. A boy who looks like a teenager is standing lazily in the shop, his head hanging down and looking at others.

The look of being indifferent.

"Brother, do you accept essence here?" Feng Aoran asked softly.

"Ten thousand gold coins for the elf beast level, and one hundred thousand gold coins for the holy beast level." The young man didn't even raise his head and was still leaning on it lazily, but he had a book that looked like a ledger in his hand.

Feng Aoran was a little dissatisfied with this guy's attitude. After being a princess for eighteen years, she was used to being respected. Suddenly this kind of treatment was unbalanced in her heart. Fortunately, the three years in the Feng family had made her suffer a lot. These little fights

The fuss was nothing, he just lightly threw a bag of essence on the table.

The little shopkeeper, who had not raised his head when he heard the sound of heavy objects hitting the table, raised his head, looked at the bag on the table, raised his eyebrows, reached out to pick it up, and just glanced at the young man's face before he regained his composure.

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"There are 80 levels of elf beasts and 23 levels of holy beasts. Since the quantity is relatively large, I will give you a preferential price. Do you have a stored-value card if you count 3.2 million?"

"No, please ask the shopkeeper to apply for one for us."

The little shopkeeper raised his head and glanced at Feng Aoran with some displeasure. Upon closer inspection, he was in a daze. He suddenly reached out and pinched his face, suddenly shouted excitedly, and then held Feng Aoran's hand.

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"Feng Aoran?" A slightly excited question rang out. Feng Aoran looked at the young man in front of him and felt a sense of vigilance in his heart, and his spiritual energy was quietly moving around his body.

"Do you know me?" Feng Aoran looked at the little shopkeeper in front of him doubtfully. Feng Aoran's life was very simple. It was absolutely impossible for Feng Aoran to have ever been to Chu State, so it was impossible to know the man in front of him.

"Of course, you are our young master. It's difficult to talk here, so you two come with me." The little shopkeeper looked around twice, and when he saw that there was no one around, he stretched out his hand and pulled a bell at the door.

With just such a pull, a very hidden door appeared in the ten-square-meter shop as if by magic. Feng Aoran and Feng Ye looked at each other, nodded and followed the little shopkeeper into the door.
Chapter completed!