Chapter 140 Grapes at 1,500 Each
Old Sir Wu meant that the price of the sword had changed from fifty thousand to one hundred thousand and was not negotiable anymore, but he could add some extra in the name of buying fruit.
"No way!" Cheng Jiuhe said.
"Why not?" Old Sir Wu looked at Cheng Jiuhe: "Didn't you just mention selling a fruit for 1,500 each? Now that I am buying, why can't I?"
Mengyu stopped her brother and winked at him.
Seeing the look in her eyes, Cheng Jiuhe hesitated. Could it be that there was only one Spirit Fruit? It made sense. After all, how many could she possibly have in her possession?
To have even one was quite fortunate already; it must be given by her Master, right?