A mid-grade spiritual weapon is worth at least eight hundred taels of silver, so their commission from the sale would definitely be substantial. How could they not be excited?

Next to David Walker, the round-faced female clerk looked on with envy. She was naturally shy and simply couldn’t compete with the other clerks.

After a round of enthusiastic recommendations, Brian Walker chose a grade-one mid-grade spiritual weapon, the Clear Wind Sword.

It was worth one thousand taels of silver.

Brian Walker paid with some pain, handing over two banknotes of five hundred taels each, deliberately waving them in his hand and glancing at David Walker with a look of contempt.

“What’s wrong? David Walker, aren’t you going to pick out the weapon you want to buy? Or are the weapons here too low-grade for your taste? Hahaha!”

Brian Walker laughed arrogantly.

“Of course, Brian Walker brother, he’s the eldest young master of the main branch. How could he possibly be interested in these grade-one mid-grade spiritual weapons?”

Mary Walker chuckled, holding the Clear Wind Sword, admiring it from every angle, unable to put it down.

“How did you know? I really do think the weapons here are too low-grade.”

Suddenly, David Walker said with feigned surprise.

Then he turned to the round-faced female clerk and said, “Miss, do you have any grade-one high-grade spiritual weapons here? Show me, please.”

“What?”

The whole place fell silent. The round-faced female clerk, Autumn Grace, the other female clerks, Brian Walker, and Mary Walker all stared blankly at David Walker.

“What? David Walker, you want to buy a grade-one high-grade spiritual weapon? Do you even know how much one costs? It’s not something you can just talk about. Can you even afford it?”

Brian Walker’s eyes flashed as he shouted at David Walker.

A grade-one high-grade spiritual weapon costs at least several times more than a grade-one mid-grade one. He would never believe David Walker could afford it.

“Young master, are you saying you want to buy a grade-one high-grade spiritual weapon?” The round-faced female clerk also asked in disbelief.

“What? Don’t you have any grade-one high-grade spiritual weapons here? Or are you afraid I don’t have enough silver?”

David Walker smiled, pulling out a stack of banknotes from his chest, each worth five hundred taels, with at least a dozen in total.

“You... how do you have so many banknotes?”

Seeing the stack of banknotes in David Walker’s hand, Brian Walker’s eyes nearly popped out.

Mary Walker and several other female clerks were also wide-eyed in shock.

Even Autumn Grace stared at David Walker with her mouth agape.

“Looks like young master really did have a stroke of luck,” Autumn Grace thought to herself.

Chapter 9: Meeting Helen Moore Again

The round-faced female clerk was even more excited, her cheeks flushed red, and she stammered, “Y-yes, we do have grade-one high-grade spiritual weapons. Please wait a moment, I’ll get them for you.”

With that, the round-faced female clerk hurried to the back. Soon, she returned with several burly men, bringing four or five spiritual weapons.

“Young master, these are all grade-one high-grade spiritual weapons. Please take a look. This one is called the Autumn Water Sword.”

The round-faced female clerk picked up a long sword and drew it from its scabbard.

The sword was one and a half meters long, slightly thin, and its blade was as clear as a spring, even emitting rings of mist.

“What a fine sword!” David Walker’s eyes lit up.

Compared to this sword, the Clear Wind Sword in Mary Walker’s hand was nothing but trash.

However, David Walker still shook his head. The attributes of this sword didn’t match his cultivation technique, so he continued to look.

He examined several more.

Clang!

The last one was called the Black Edge Sword. Its blade was jet black, glowing faintly, as if forged from black jade, with cold light flashing along both edges, exuding a sense of sharpness.

“This is the one.”

David Walker’s eyes lit up. “Shopkeeper, how much is this one?”

“Young master, you have a good eye. This Black Edge Sword is a top-quality piece even among grade-one high-grade spiritual weapons. I won’t overcharge you—let’s say three thousand taels of silver.”

The round-faced female clerk said.

“Great!” David Walker cheerfully pulled out six banknotes of five hundred taels each and handed them to the round-faced female clerk. After all, the money was all from the Sand Snake Bandits, so David Walker didn’t feel the slightest pain spending it.

On the side, Brian Walker looked gloomy, while Mary Walker glanced at the Clear Wind Sword in her hand, then at the Black Edge Sword in David Walker’s hand, full of envy.

The round-faced female clerk was even more excited, her cheeks flushed red. A transaction of three thousand taels of silver—how much commission would she get?

The other female clerks all looked at the round-faced female clerk with extreme envy, deeply regretting that if they had known David Walker was so wealthy, they would never have let her snatch the customer.

Envy as they might, it was too late. They could only secretly warn themselves never to judge people by their appearance again.

David Walker picked up the Black Edge Sword, took Autumn Grace’s small hand, walked over to Brian Walker, glanced at the Clear Wind Sword in Mary Walker’s hand, and whispered, “You actually like such a piece of trash?”

With that, he laughed loudly and walked out the door.

“David Walker!”

Brian Walker’s face was ashen, his teeth grinding audibly.

“Young master, that was so satisfying just now! That Brian Walker and Mary Walker always look down on others, but now they’ve finally slapped themselves in the face.”

After leaving the Divine Weapon Pavilion, Autumn Grace waved her little fist excitedly.

David Walker smiled slightly. To be honest, he never really cared about Brian Walker. His real target was Grace Walker.

Walking through the market, Autumn Grace’s big eyes were wide open, looking around curiously.