Lin Tianming thought to himself with a hint of imperceptible danger flashing across his face.
After calming himself slightly, Lin Tianming immediately walked towards the cultivator who had an iron tile displayed in front of him.
Soon, Lin Tianming reached the front of the iron tile.
Opposite him was a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Fifth Level, who was meditating with his eyes closed.
It was only when Lin Tianming arrived that the cultivator opened his eyes.
"Fellow Daoist, what has caught your eye?"
The cultivator said indifferently, his expression neither cold nor warm, seemingly indifferent to Lin Tianming's reaction.
However, Lin Tianming, seeing this scene, didn't take it to heart.
Thus, Lin Tianming picked up the iron tile for a look, then decided not to hide his interest. After all, he currently had no need to worry about others guessing his thoughts, let alone worry about price gouging or outright refusal to sell.
