The shopkeeper looked at Ning Qi with a livid face: "Go and call your parents, dare to talk nonsense in my Jibao Pavilion, and live impatiently? Dragon blood fruit is something that has been lost for hundreds of thousands of years. , if you have one, I'll chop off your head and make a chair for you!"

"The shopkeepers of Jibao Pavilion are so awesome. It seems that what happened in Qingniu City last time didn't make them take it seriously."

Ning Qi slandered in his heart, then looked at the shopkeeper with a light smile, and said, "Remember to sharpen the knife."