Deng Mu only smiled in response: "Please show proof of sufficient funds before proceeding into the next room."
Even though this customer was quite arrogant, Deng Mu followed the shop's procedures. He was, after all, a salesman.
Sikong Jiu touched his own spatial ring and took out another bag of monster cores: "Prepare to be shocked by what you're about to see."
He opened the bag for Deng Mu to appraise.
In the bag, there were hundreds of monster cores ranging from late-stage Fang cores to Three Talons cores, one of which was worth as much as the prize for first place of Peacock School's entrance exam.
As expected from a young master of one of the Four Great Families, he had a lot more money than most of the town.
"How's it? Enough to buy any item I want, right?" Sikong Jiu looked at the shop manager with a contemptuous smile.
However, Deng Mu needed only one glance before replying: "I'm sorry, customer. What you have cannot purchase a single item in the next room."
