Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 735: Profit-seekers also contribute
  Zhang Yan glanced at these vendors coldly and said calmly: "It doesn't have to be like this, just stand up and say it."

The vendors looked at each other and stood up respectfully according to Zhang Yan's words.

"Thank you, sir." the vendors said.

"This is all your money. Do you want to take it back?"

Zhang Yan weighed the money bag in his hand and said to the dozens of vendors in front of him.

Taibai followed Zhang Yan closely. He didn't know what Zhang Yan wanted to do if he didn't leave at this time.

Does Zhang Yan still want to play with these vendors?

The vendors didn't know what Zhang Yan was going to do. In fact, they didn't even know who Zhang Yan was.

However, Zhang Yan caught Jin Shengzhu who was extorting money from them, and he seemed to be a good person.

"I think." Several vendors said in unison.

"No, I don't want to." Several more vendors said in unison.

These vendors looked at each other, but tacitly said together: "It's all up to you, sir."

Zhang Yan smiled, and he found that the expressions on the faces of these vendors were the same.

They were all flattering smiles, with a hint of a sinister smile, which made people feel a bit vulgar.

"This money belongs to you. I'm not interested in money either. I just have a few questions to ask you."

"Sir, please speak."

"No matter what you ask, we will answer truthfully and never hide anything."

The vendors were all smiling, nodding and bowing towards Zhang Yan.

No matter who Zhang Yan is, he is someone they cannot afford to offend.

"Okay, I heard that you are looking for some fragments here, right?"

Several vendors looked at each other, but one of them said: "Sir, sir, we did see some purple fragments on the ground..." "Is this like this?" Zhang Yan interrupted before they could finish. He took out a purple fragment.

A palm-sized purple fragment was lying in Zhang Yan's palm, emitting a lavender light.

"Wow……"

"What a big piece..."

"How much is this worth..."

As soon as the vendors saw the fragment in Zhang Yan's hand, they immediately cast envious glances.

Compared with the fragments in Zhang Yan's hand, the fragments in their hands immediately pale in comparison.

Although there are a lot of debris falling from the purple portal, most of them are very small, some are only as big as a fingernail.

In the eyes of businessmen, the bigger the fragments are, the more valuable they are. The palm-sized fragment in Zhang Yan's hand is enough to be worth the fragments owned by many of them.

However, they were so greedy that they didn't dare to take any chances with the purple fragment in Zhang Yan's hand.

Unless they live impatiently——

Let’s talk about wanting to die.

Zhang Yan shook the fragment in his hand and said slowly: "This fragment is a good thing. It is worthy of your willingness to give it to General Jin at the price of five thousand immortal crystals for one fragment. If I guessed it correctly, If you are wrong, even if you spend five thousand immortal crystals, you can still earn five thousand immortal crystals, right?"

The vendors were a little scared. Although Zhang Yan's voice was calm, it revealed a shocking and endless power of oppression.

Only the truly strong can make people awe invisibly.

This cannot be imitated by others.

What's even more surprising is that Zhang Yan actually knows their details so clearly.

If you are not a merchant, how come you know how much this purple portal can sell for?
  (End of this chapter)