Shuqi stood to the side, taking in every change in the vendor's expression. For some reason, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity emanating from him at that exact moment.
Luckily, this time the currency was middle-grade spirit stones. Tao Xiaotao cast a questioning glance at Shuqi, who understood immediately—her cue had arrived. She raised her head, met the vendor's gaze, and said in a soft voice, "1,000 middle-grade spirit stones. We'll take everything on your stall."
Tao Xiaotao: "????" She tugged at Shuqi's sleeve, wanting to say something, but Shuqi turned her head and stopped her with a single look.
Chapter 57