Myriad Worlds General Store

A middle-aged man picked up a knife in a general store and looked at the shopkeeper.

"Boss, how much for this knife?"

A young man hurried over to make his pitch:

"You've got a keen eye, big brother! This is the Dragon-Slaying Saber. It contains peerless martial arts. Just clash it against the Heaven-Reliant Sword, and you can reveal the secret manual inside. Interested? I've got the Heaven-Reliant Sword here, too."

"How much?" The middle-aged man thought for a moment. Whether or not it held a martial arts manual, the blade itself looked decent. If the price was right, he'd buy it.

The young man rubbed his hands together with a sly grin.

"A hundred thousand taels of silver."

"How much?" The middle-aged man thought he must have misheard.

"A hundred thousand taels of silver," the young man repeated.

The middle-aged man set down the knife and turned to leave the store without the slightest hesitation. **Taking me for a sucker, huh?**

Watching the middle-aged man **leave**, the young man could only sigh. He hadn't sold anything again today.

This novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.