He didn't care; the tea he drank during the previous meal was far superior to this tea!
Eryao also wore a disdainful expression, not glancing at that cup of tea, nor at the pastries and fruits!
He wanted to eat pastries; the pastries made by the Green Ox were much tastier!
The fruits in the space had far more spiritual energy than these spirit fruits!
The shopkeeper noticed the two young masters weren't drinking tea, nor eating pastries, nor eating fruit, looked a bit dejected, but it was only for a moment before his eyes blinked; with a thick skin, he said to them:
"Honorable young masters, may I ask if you are looking to purchase spirit grass, pills, or sell spirit grass, pills?"
Eryao scrutinized the shopkeeper in front of him, roughly middle-aged, couldn't tell his exact age, square-faced, small-eyed, with a mustache, looking very shrewd.
The man was about 1.7 meters tall, not particularly tall, and his skin wasn't very fair, just an ordinary appearance.
