"Ten low-grade Spirit Stones?" Upon hearing the offer, Zhao Kuo laughed even louder.

"Hahaha! Old man, have you gone crazy wanting Spirit Stones? For such a broken iron rod, you dare ask for ten Spirit Stones? Why don't you just rob someone?"

He pointed at Lin Changsheng and said to his followers, "Look at this fool, he's actually planning to buy it."

"Indeed, lucky people often aren't the brightest."