Not Worthy of Mention

The man hadn't expected to be exposed and humiliated so blatantly by Yan Shu. He was infuriated but didn't dare to act recklessly.

After all, strength was paramount in the cultivation world, and his own strength was quite lacking. Otherwise, he wouldn't have fallen to the point of setting up a stall alongside mortals.

A crowd had already gathered on the street, and the man reluctantly swallowed his anger. He waved his hand as if shooing away flies, "Go away, go away. If you can't afford it, step aside and don't waste my time. Meeting you is my misfortune!"

"Buy?" Yan Shu raised an eyebrow, "Didn't you say this wooden comb is destined for me and you're giving it to me as a gift?"

"You..." The man suddenly felt a surge of frustration. He had been setting up stalls on this street for quite some time and had a reputation for being shameless and looking down on people. But he never expected that he had miscalculated today.