She said, sounding a little superstitious.
It seemed she was a firm believer in such things.
"What other evil aura could compare to this one?"
Lin Chu commented, then turned and gave it a couple of casual swings. It felt well-balanced in his hand.
In modern society, however, something like this could only be a collector's item. Its killing power was completely disproportionate to its price.
"How much for both of them together?"
Lin Chu asked casually.
He wasn't buying them for himself, of course. They were gifts. The teacup wasn't for him to use, but for whomever he gave it to, as long as they didn't find its origins unsettling. He could, of course, just not tell them.
Besides, wasn't the Qixi Festival coming up?
Time to prepare some gifts for his buddies.
"Fifty percent off."
Sister Tang took a deep breath and said softly.
She felt a little awkward when it came to quoting prices.
