Actually pretty cheap, huh?
Fang Yu, carrying nearly 20 taels of silver on him, was quite surprised.
But then he thought about it, this is freaking 8000 yuan!
Cheap my ass!
No way!
If I get swindled, who am I gonna cry to?
But if I don't act like I know my stuff, they'll totally take me for a fool and slaughter me.
After some thought, Fang Yu sized up the sword's weight.
"The sword is indeed good, and the price is acceptable, but… it's still not sharp enough."
The boss's eyebrows immediately furrowed.
Tap tap tap, he walked into the back room, and when he came out, he had three swords without scabbards in his hand.
He threw two on the ground and handed the remaining longsword directly to Fang Yu.
"Here you go."
Fang Yu subconsciously took it.
Then the boss took the White Sword worth one tael of silver from Fang Yu's hands.
Unsheathe the sword, drawn from the sheath.
"Hold it steady."
Hold what steady?