439 The Trade Fair (7)

At an inconspicuous stall, an old man with his eyes closed stayed unmoving like a mountain. He didn't even bother to look at the women who were standing in front of his stall. 

"Excuse me, sir," A woman next to Rongyue suppressed her anger and said, "We are from the Medicine Order and this is the disciple of our Order Master. Her name is Rongyue and she is also the number one genius in the Medicine Order. Can you sell this fruit to us?"

When she finished speaking, the old man finally opened his eyes. He lifted his eyelids and said, "It's not for sale!"

"You..."

The woman's face changed greatly and her every feature overflowed with rage. Just as she was about to vent her great irritation, a luxurious and jade-white hand reached out to her, preventing her impulses.

Only then did the woman calm down.