Sitting not far from Ding Fan, Dongfang Ying wore a look of disdain. "Treating that lousy rock like a treasure, this woman is really foolish beyond belief."
Just then, Ding Fan stood up. "What do you want to trade for this ore?"
When Ding Fan spoke up, everyone who had thought the woman was crazy, now turned their attention toward him.
"Are you out of your mind, kid? That broken rock doesn't even have a hint of spiritual energy. What's the use of such a stone?"
"He must be crazy. If he weren't, why would he want to exchange for that stone..."
At that moment, Dongfang Ying, with a curled lip, disdainfully watched Ding Fan. "He really is a fool."
Dongfang Ying and many others shared the same opinion that the ore was utterly useless. Anyone wanting to trade something for it would be considered a fool.
