"We would like to purchase all the spiritual oranges you have for sale."
While Luo Xiao was busy reminiscing about their past, Jiang Yao had already stepped in front of the stall. The spiritual oranges were not a rare fruit, but the season was not suitable for harvesting them, so they were not easy to come across at this time.
The stall-owner was not from Cloudsoar City, and when he heard Jiang Yao's words, his eyes widened in surprise.
He had long since known that the people living in the capital of the Demon Empire were much greater than those from his native country, but this arrogant and domineering way of purchasing was truly unexpected.
However, the stall-owner was a merchant, and he would naturally be happy if he could sell that much in one go, so he happily smiled as he began to wrap up the many spiritual oranges that were placed in his stall.