C38 Shennong Misjudged

Hsiao Wenbin was sitting on a rock with his head hanging down. Houyi, on the other hand, was shooting the monsters around him in boredom. At this time, Windling had also returned. As expected, his hands were empty.

"Mr Hsiao, I've also seen most of the items on the market. There really aren't any for sale!" Windling handed the money back to Hsiao Wenbin.

"It's fine, I already know