"Zilong."
Cailian looked at Zhao Letian, first slightly startled, then she quickly came to accept it.
Even Qingluo Wine, such a precious treasure, could be generously given away by Zhao Letian, how could he lack Primordial Stones?
In fact, if she were willing to sell a pot of Qingluo Wine, she could obtain a huge amount of Primordial Stones, but Qingluo Wine is far more precious than Scorpion Grass, and since the wine was a gift from Zhao Letian, she would never sell it.
"Twelve inferior Primordial Stones? Good, good, the young man is bold."
The white-haired old man behind the counter couldn't close his mouth for smiling, the more people wanted to buy, the happier he was.
Meanwhile, many onlookers also gathered outside the shop.
"Where did this wild brat come from? Who do you think you are, this isn't your place to speak? Get lost, girl."
