No time to react.
The greedy stall owners trembled, falling one by one like dominoes.
The stall owner with a rugged appearance but the sharpest mind died the worst death, his body riddled with holes, face blown to bits, and as he fell backward, he clutched onto the Dragon Stone Type tightly, eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.
Greed, one of the seven deadly sins.
Clearly, he could have been the luckiest seller in today's market.
Misfortune often accompanies fortune, and fortune hides in misfortune.
Heaven and hell lie not only within a single blade but also within a single thought.
"Someone's been killed! Run!!!"
The Jadeite District descended into chaos, the bystanders scared witless, fleeing in panic, wishing they had four legs instead of two.
