Jin Lin'er stared at Ning Qi coldly, and the shopkeeper who sold Zi Yunguo had a livid face. Ning Qi's blatant way of stealing business is really disgusting, but there is no extra in Jibao Pavilion now. Zi Yunguo competed with Ning Qi, and before that, no one would do Ning Qi's behavior.

Even if others bought a batch of spiritual materials in Jibao Pavilion and prepared to sell them, they would sell them at a high price in remote areas. This was the first time he had seen this kind of direct sale in Jibao Pavilion.

"Little brother, you are not joking, are you? Sure enough, one hundred Ziyun fruits are only sold for ninety pieces of God-refining stones?"