The middle-aged stall owner was shocked.

He had originally thought that he could sell this for one million at most… he never thought it would be worth more than that. And the two million was just him trying his luck when Alex asked.

He was expecting Alex to bargain with him, not for the price to increase to fifty million.

He wasn’t rich to begin with and had obtained this fan unintentionally as well, spending two thousand at most to buy it.

Now it sounds like he would be able to sell it for fifty million! This was simply too much for his heart to handle.

Waltz laughed. “Damn, you really are insane! Fifty million for a damn fan. It’s yours now!”

She then winked at the middle-aged man. “Hey boss, I managed to help you earn another forty eight million with three sentences. So are you going to repay me for helping you get this madwoman to pay more? Oh, this dagger looks nice, I’ll be taking it as a gift then.”

Waltz was not interested in the fan at all, she was more interested in