She didn't have a single thing—so how on earth was she planning to trade? Did she take him for some kind of junk collector?
Suzy choked on a breath, completely at a loss for words. It was true: she was penniless here. No spirit stones, no spiritual herbs, no elixirs—absolutely nothing. She was just a broke tourist browsing a market empty-handed, forced to watch helplessly while the things she wanted slipped through her fingers.
She hated the feeling, yet she felt utterly powerless.
But that protective jade pendant... I want it!
Truth be told, soon after the azure-robed man had shown up, she had almost given up on the pendant. After all, she couldn't pay for it. But a lingering reluctance nagged at her—some obscure, mysterious force made her feel as though the jade was actively drawing her in.
She had even used her treasure-seeking ability to scan her immediate surroundings, and the object emitting the brightest, most brilliant radiance nearby was none other than that very jade.
