C205 Marketplace

The crisp, tingling sound reached Ye Cann's ears, sending his pulse racing like a jolt of electricity.

"Absolutely, you may. My hairpins are the finest quality and the most exquisite. Normally, they wouldn't leave my stand for less than three copper soul coins," the vendor said with a knowing twinkle in his eye and a cheerful grin. "However, for a beauty like you, who suits this hairpin so well