But Luo Xing'er didn't have any pressure from a spiritualist, and those enthusiastic shop assistants were all smart people.
She looks like she has no money, no spiritual power, and she doesn’t even have a spiritual beast. Damn it, isn’t she just a poor person?
Naturally, no one took her seriously, so no one came to greet her at all.
Luo Xing'er curled her lips sarcastically and didn't care. She casually looked at the weapons displayed in the store.
Although many styles look very powerful and extremely sharp, they are many times better than the cheap ones from weapon stores outside.
But for her, who was used to seeing famous items, she could tell at a glance that they were just ordinary items, and buying them would not be of much use to her.
It seems that this branch also hides all the good stuff, and the items displayed outside are nothing but ordinary items.
At this time, two men and one woman came in from the outside. Their faces were dusty and tired. It looked like they had been traveling for a long time.
Their clothes are not luxurious, but looking at them, they are mercenaries, a very common occupation in mainland China.
There are many mercenary organizations in this continent. The large mercenary organizations are not only famous and have huge financial resources, but most importantly, their influence is often spread across the five countries. In the eyes of the world, they are also objects that cannot be provoked and are highly respected.
But if it is just an ordinary small mercenary organization with little power and only relies on low-level tasks and low-price remuneration to survive, it will be a hard life and its strength will be weak. In this family of the jungle and the strong, it can only be looked down upon.
These three people had a blood moon embroidered on their sleeves. The shopkeeper glanced at their logo with a flash of contempt in his eyes.
Apparently they recognized that they were not from some big mercenary organization and looked down upon them.
The three of them walked to the counter. Among them, the middle-aged man who looked the oldest took out a contract that had been worn and dirty from his pocket. He held it carefully, with a bit of joy on his honest face: "Three
A few months ago, we three brothers and sisters came to place an order for a level four wind-type scimitar. We agreed to pick it up today and have already paid a deposit of five hundred gold coins."
The shopkeeper impatiently took the contract, glanced at it casually, and squinted at the man in front of him: "Lin Yue?"
"Yes, that's me." The man named Lin Yue said quickly.
The shopkeeper waved his hand and asked an employee to take out a long black wooden box from the armory at the back, and opened it arrogantly: "This is the fourth-level scimitar you ordered. It was personally forged by the fifth-level weapon refiner of our Weapon Refining Association.
Yes, you're lucky, you can't usually buy such a top-quality heaven-level weapon at this price."
As soon as the box was opened, a light green light came out, and a bronze-colored scimitar with a large mouth lay in the wooden box. The blade was simple, but the whole body was glowing with a faint light.
When the three brothers and sisters saw it, their eyes lit up and they were overjoyed. They excitedly touched the scimitar carefully.
They have never had the opportunity to touch a luminous weapon.
Sister Lin Yuqingli's face was filled with joy, and the baby carefully touched the handle of the knife: "The boss will be very happy when he sees this birthday gift. The boss is very kind to us, and we will spend all our savings to buy a weapon.
Giving it to him can be regarded as repaying him a little kindness. Ah, it is indeed a heaven-level weapon, and it can also shine. Big brother and second brother, the real weapons are so handsome."
"Haha, yes, I have never seen such a gorgeous weapon in my life. Even if I have to rush back hungry, it's worth it. Brother, sister, let's hurry up!" said Lin Hu, another forthright man.