After staring at the woman's eyes for a few times, he didn't find anything strange on her face. The man in blue robe shook his head and declined politely: "My master has been refining alchemy in seclusion. I'm afraid he doesn't have time to see outsiders."
He deliberately raised the tone of the word "outsider", which meant clearly that even if his master had time, he would not see her.
As if she had expected that he would refuse, Mu Ziyi just lightly curled her lips and said softly: "In this case, it's hard for this junior to force me."
"Your Excellency, we don't have Mo Qilin. You just said equal exchange. I wonder if we can exchange for other things?" A man asked in the crowd.
After all, seventh-grade elixirs are really rare.
"This..." A look of embarrassment appeared on the face of the man in blue robe. He thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "This probably won't work."
The elixir was given to him by his master, and he had to make it according to his wishes.
He said he needed a Mo Qilin, and it was Mo Qilin.
"Why do you insist on Mo Qilin? Can't other Qilin work?" In the crowd, a man in green robe stood up, took out a monster egg from his arms, and said: "I have a fire unicorn monster egg here, which has not hatched yet.
I wonder if I can exchange it?"
Fire Qilin is also a rare monster.
The man in blue robe shook his head and said in a serious tone: "The Fire Qilin is certainly good, but it's not what I want."
His eyes glanced at everyone in the audience, and the man in blue robe slowly withdrew his eyes: "Since there is no Mo Qilin, today's transaction is over."
Hearing this, everyone in the audience couldn't help but shook their heads slightly and sighed. They had no connection with this seventh-grade elixir.
On the high platform, the man in blue robe took back the porcelain bottle, turned around and was about to leave, but a woman's faint voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"It's just an ordinary pill. If the transaction is cancelled, there's nothing to be disappointed about."
This sentence was light and airy, but it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
"What? Is this seventh-grade elixir fake?"
"How is that possible? The fragrance of the elixir and its efficacy don't look like they are fake!"
Everyone turned their eyes behind them and saw a woman in green standing quietly by the window on the second floor of the inn opposite.
Mu Ziyi couldn't see it, but she could feel many eyes directed towards her.
"Girl, don't say this nonsense, that pill doesn't look fake." In the crowd, the man in green robe couldn't help but said.
He actually has good intentions, after all, everyone knows that an alchemist cannot be offended.
Moreover, the seventh-grade elixir was refined by the Medicine Immortal, so his status was extremely noble.
This little girl cannot see her eyesight and is only accompanied by a man. It would be bad if she accidentally angered the man in blue robe with her words.
Outnumbered!
Alchemists have great appeal, and no one wants to try to get close to them.
Hearing this, Mu Ziyi's expression remained unchanged and she said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I'm just telling the truth."
A light word, but it made many people present slightly change their expressions.
This little girl is so courageous. She is not afraid of death and goes against the alchemist.
On the high platform, a look of displeasure flashed across the eyes of the man in blue robes, and his voice suddenly became a little colder, as if he was warning: "Little girl, since you can't see, I won't argue with you.