Ye Haochuan didn't expect that a casual stroll would yield such gains.
He slowly walked to the stall, ready to purchase the item.
However, before he could, several figures surrounded the stall.
"Old man, do you know the rules here? Did you pay the stall fee?" said a greasy middle-aged man.
These people were clearly bullies or thugs, but their cultivation wasn't weak, appearing to be in the Nascent Soul Early Stage.
Such cultivation, in the eyes of ordinary people, was already seen as an unattainable level.
The stall vendor was an elderly man with snow-white hair and beard, appearing to have ordinary cultivation, and his movements weren't very fluid, clearly suffering from a hidden illness.
Seeing these fierce individuals, the old man's face was full of fear as he pleaded, "Please, give me a bit of time. Once I sell my items, I'll have the money to pay the stall fee!"
"Pay after selling? Dream on! Pay the stall fee first before selling anything. That's the rule!"
