"This..." The shop owner was stunned, not expecting Wu Tian to say such a thing. After a moment's hesitation, he sighed. "No, it's actually shrimp ink, refined from the blood of high-grade shrimp. You... 15 Gold Coins will be fine."
"Lucky for you that you chose to tell the truth," Wu Tian said with a chuckle, holding the little one in his arms.
Since that was the case, Wu Tian naturally couldn't take the ink. He had to find something of higher quality.
He took a step, looking around the shop to see what other rare inks might be available.
Suddenly, Wu Tian felt a strange resonance from the Investiture of the Gods.
"Name: Jia Fatty!"
"Cultivation: Foundation Establishment, Third Rank."
"Suitable Weapon: Jia Bujia Weapon Shop."
"Life Story: Mother died at birth, father died at age three..."
