Fengyu looked at the origin of the voice. Among these weapon refiners, would there be one so desperate to get this formation?
When he looked over, the other person did the same.
"450,000 spirit stones." Fengyu called out, a frown forming on his face.
This person... was not peaceful.
He didn't know when it started, seemingly starting from when he got the Prophet of Peace inspiration... but he gradually had a feeling for peace.
While it wasn't as accurate as Zimu's or those of his believers, he could still roughly guess whether a person was more or less peaceful.
It was because of this that he had given a partial agreement to allow Liling's friend Han'er to rent an acre.
