Hearing someone wanted to buy Jinbao, Fang Qingyuan furrowed his brow and replied:
"This little bear is my Companion Beast. Fellow Daoist, you must be joking."
Jinbao, still in front of the stall, was oblivious that someone had taken a liking to him. He was still enthusiastically trying to attract other passing Cultivators.
Fang Qingyuan had brought Jinbao along hoping he would help drum up some business. And wouldn't you know it, several deals had been closed only after some Female Cultivators were drawn in by Jinbao's charm.
The Cultivator who had asked for the price was dressed in Confucian robes and had a solemn appearance. He seemed like a reasonable person. Hearing that Fang Qingyuan wasn't selling, he smiled apologetically.
"Oh, my apologies for being so forward. I thought this little bear was for sale as well. In that case, I won't disturb you further."
