C334 CHAPTER334 YOU ARE TOO POOR

Sam Moreels maintained an indifferent expression throughout the conversation, always straightforward.

"Owner Sam, about my Fourth Grade King Weapon..."

"Middle Fourth Grade? That's low quality! I'll offer eight billion coins."

Sam Moreels curled his lips and waved dismissively.

"Owner Sam, you can't just drop the price like that! I spent 80 billion coins on it..