Han Luochun's expression froze before she quickly restrained herself. "Boss Lu, are you dissatisfied with the price?"
For 200,000 yuan, he could already buy a low-level Mystic Rank spirit weapon. It was already an astronomical price for him to pay 200,000 yuan for two mid-level Yellow Rank inscriptions.
"Fellow Taoist Han, you must be joking. With my current level of inscription technique, it's already an excellent price for Fellow Daoist Han to be willing to pay 200,000 yuan. How can I not be satisfied?"
Lu Zijia smiled and said, but Han Luochun still couldn't see what she meant.
Han Luochun looked puzzled. "Then what do you mean, Boss Lu?"
"My ability is limited. Let me take a look at Fellow Taoist Han's Mystic Spiritual Weapon first before deciding if I should accept it!" Lu Zijia pointed at the long box held by the guard in green and said.
