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"Uh, little brother, you, are you sure you want this talisman paper?"

The thin storekeeper was stunned and even stuttered when he spoke.

What the hell?

He just made a vow and people are already coming to buy it, does God really like to joke with him?!

"1500 taels of silver, top quality low rank True Essence Glyphs, this is the counter at the corner!" Ning Bang slapped his thigh