But the rider was still unhappy, "High price... Do you know what high price means? It also depends on the quality."
Originally, he didn't even want to get on the car, but when the other party said they would sell the crystals to others, that made him upset.
So he tapped the edge of the trough with his hand, and without making a gesture, he jumped into the cart, "Let me see your harvest… Ah, a Leopard King?"
An expert is indeed different; he recognized the old Snow Concealment Leopard at a glance.
"This one easily produces crystals," he didn't pay any attention to Qu Jianlei's reaction and bent down to examine it directly.
"A Sub-Leopard King?" The man in the back seat also got off the motorcycle.
The rider inspected the Leopard King's corpse; for him, it was easy to check whether there were crystals.
Then he flipped himself off the cart without a word and told the man in the back seat, "No crystals."
