During the quarrel between Wu De and the robust-bodied Misty Island villager, other nearby villagers quietly assumed positions encircling Wu De. Each exhuded a strong aura, their eyes tiger-like and seemingly ready to attack at any moment.
Some martial artists, engaged in transactions, distanced themselves for fear that they would be dragged into the fight should it break out.
"Give us enough cultivation resources and you're free to leave! Otherwise, don't think about getting away!"
The muscular Misty Island villager looked down from above at Wu De, who was shouting loudly with a red face and red ears, his face indifferent as his eyes dripped with mockery.
"You think you can con Taoist Master with this Yellow Core Stone that isn't high grade? No way!"
Wu De shouted as he stamped his foot.
"You yourself asked to exchange for this Yellow Core Stone! It's your own fault for being short-sighted, who can you blame?"
