Chen Yuan continued strolling down Tao Street with two people. It had to be said, the items sold on Tao Street were indeed treasures, far surpassing the things normally seen.
However, there weren't many items that caught Chen Yuan's eye.
"Holy Weapon!"
Just as Chen Yuan and his group reached the lakeside, someone in front exclaimed.
Upon hearing such an exclamation, countless people were visibly moved, and quite a crowd gathered.
"If someone can help this old man with something, this Holy Weapon will be yours."
At this moment, an elderly voice echoed within the crowd.
Just passing by, Chen Yuan was slightly surprised; in the Nine Domains, gifting a Holy Artifact was undoubtedly a grand gesture.
He led Chen Qi and Sheng Xueqin forward to take a look.
By the lakeside sat an old man. The man was clad in grey, with a rather peculiar hat on his head that looked like it was made out of paper; the entire hat was grey and even somewhat oily, who knew how many years it had been worn.
