"This guy!"
Luo Aiman stared at Li Zheng, his eyelid twitching like it was connected to a high-voltage wire, twitching madly. A small mountain made up of nearly a dozen Black Iron Level Blood Materials!
If all of it were to be exchanged for Bronze Level Blood, it would completely empty out my entire Bronze Level stock!
It might even not be enough!
Some people might want to ask, weren't you just boasting confidently a moment ago?
Why are you panicking now?
Luo Aiman expressed...
How the hell would I have thought that someone coming to the black market to trade would not exchange for advanced items, but specifically choose the lowest-grade Black Iron materials to exchange for Bronze ones?
It's like walking into a Louis Vuitton store, ignoring a pile of globally limited edition bags, and asking, "Hey? Do you have paper bags? I'll trade ten plastic bags for one with you!"
Isn't this damn madness?
Alright, even if I have paper bags and agree to exchange with you.
