He should be quite strong, otherwise he wouldn't have obtained so many high-level herbs. Even a hundred-plus level thirty-player team with much better equipment might not be able to get these high-level herbs.

A paladin like this shouldn't be unknown in his previous life. Nie Yan cast a high-level Insight on the paladin.

This paladin was called Jipin Laoda (Top-Quality Boss). Nie Yan vaguely remembered hearing this name, but he seemed to be active in the Satreen Empire, so Nie Yan wasn't very clear.

This guy was actually the guild leader of a guild called Glorious Empire.

Nie Yan couldn't help but smile. The name Glorious Empire was quite grand, but he had never heard of such a guild before. It was probably a small, unknown guild. There were at least tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, of guilds like this in the entire server, casually formed by ordinary players for fun with few members.

He wondered how many people were in his guild. No wonder he was called Jipin Laoda (Top-Quality Boss), which matched his name quite well.

Nie Yan was a little interested in Jipin Laoda himself. If there were good conditions, this guy's future development potential should be quite good.

Seeing Jipin Laoda arguing with the Angel Corps crowd until his face was red, and still not giving an inch despite being threatened, Nie Yan decided to help him.

Nie Yan walked straight towards Jipin Laoda.

"Hey, brother, how are you selling your herbs?" Nie Yan asked.

The moment Nie Yan spoke, everyone's attention focused on him.

Surrounded by the Angel Corps like this, unable to come to an agreement, others didn't dare to come over to buy his herbs. He was getting anxious and was about to put them away when he heard Nie Yan's words. He was overjoyed and quickly said, "Resurrection Grass is seven hundred gold coins, and Moonlit Night Grass and Silver Serpent Grass are nine hundred gold coins each."

"This price is very cheap, much lower than the market price," Nie Yan said calmly. "How many are there in total? I'll take them all."

"Three Resurrection Grasses, two Moonlit Night Grasses, and five Silver Serpent Grasses. I'll give you a discount and make it eight thousand two hundred gold coins," Jipin Laoda was stunned for a moment and immediately said. He didn't expect Nie Yan to be so generous and buy them all at once.

Nie Yan spoke to Jipin Laoda as if no one else was there, completely ignoring the presence of the Angel Corps crowd next to him. Several people next to him immediately got angry.

"Kid, who do you think you are, snatching things from us? Are you tired of living!" the minotaur warrior next to him shouted, walking to Nie Yan's side.

"Get lost, we've already bought these herbs. If you don't want to get beaten, get out of here," the orc warrior shoved Nie Yan's shoulder.

Nie Yan smiled coldly. In the game, no one had ever dared to take such aggressive actions against him.

"Ask this paladin if he has really sold his herbs," Nie Yan said calmly. Only those who knew Nie Yan would know that he was really angry.

"My herbs haven't been sold. Even if this brother's price is lower than yours, I'll still sell them to him," Jipin Laoda said. Seeing that these Angel Corps people were being rude and even getting physical, the anger he had been suppressing burst out at once. Nie Yan came out of the crowd to help him, which was benevolent and righteous. As the person involved, how could he stand idly by? So what if he was wanted by the Angel Corps? He could just run into the mountains and hide.

"Do you believe I'll slap you?" the minotaur warrior glared at Jipin Laoda.

"Slap me, if you don't slap me, you're a coward. Even if I stick my face out, do you dare to slap me?" Jipin Laoda sneered. This was the Orc King City. If the minotaur warrior attacked first, he would definitely be the first to be taken away by the city guards.

The minotaur warrior was furious and almost swung his greatsword several times, but he forcefully suppressed it. He understood how serious the consequences would be if he attacked, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

An orc shaman pushed the minotaur warrior aside and walked out from the middle of the crowd, staring at Nie Yan and saying, "Brother, who are you? Tell us your name and guild, so we know who we are dealing with. Don't hide your identity, or we'll look down on you."

Nie Yan was still wearing a cloak, hiding his name and information. Even if they used Investigation, they wouldn't be able to find out.

"You will naturally know my name later," Nie Yan said, looking at Jipin Laoda, ignoring everyone else. "Let's trade. My friend has a few level 100 equipment pieces. Do you want them? I'll sell them to you at a discount."

"Okay, I was just planning to go to the Grelin Empire to buy some paladin equipment. There are too few paladin equipment in the Satreen Empire, but I have to take a look at the attributes first," Jipin Laoda thought for a moment and said.

"That's natural," Nie Yan nodded.

The two were about to trade when the Angel Corps crowd immediately became anxious. They still wanted these herbs very much, but the price was too high and they couldn't afford it. They were only level 130 and their usual income was limited. How could they take out more than eight thousand gold coins at once? They were unwilling to give up, so they had been haggling for a long time. Seeing that Nie Yan was about to take the items, how could they not be annoyed?

"Trash, you don't even dare to show your name, you coward, you son of a bitch," the orc warrior next to him couldn't hold back anymore and pushed Nie Yan hard.

System: You have been offended by the Black Lion team. Guards will arrive within twenty seconds.

Jipin Laoda was also anxious and started cursing at the Angel Corps crowd. This guy was sharp-tongued. Once he let go, he actually didn't lose ground in a verbal battle with so many people.

For a moment, the scene was a bit chaotic and out of control. It was almost a fight, but it was limited to simple physical actions. No one dared to really attack. Killing someone in the Orc King City was not like killing someone in the wild, where you could just wait for the red name time to pass. So both sides were relatively restrained.

The surrounding players quickly moved aside when they saw this group of people making a scene.

"This is going to be a good show."

"I think the Angel Corps is bullying people. They're forcing people to sell when they don't want to. I wouldn't be happy if I were them."

"Such a big guild like the Angel Corps is bound to have some bad apples. The players below are bound to be a bit bullying. Actually, the Angel Corps is managed quite well. They rarely monopolize areas."

This player's words were recognized by others.

The cursing continued, and the physical shoving became more and more intense. Nie Yan was too lazy to argue with these people, but he heard several insults directed at himself. These were all useful evidence.

Just as everyone was arguing, a team of orc guards in full metal armor walked over, including a high-level shaman wearing a full set of golden robes and a badge of a captain of ten thousand.

They stopped abruptly, looking at each other in surprise. Everyone looked at the high-level shaman with some suspicion.

Normally, in the event of such a dispute, an ordinary guard would come to mediate. If a fight broke out, three, four, five, or six guards would come to clear the scene and arrest the perpetrators. Why would they send such a high-level shaman today?

The high-level shaman was an orc, somewhat obese, with quivering fat all over his body. He was a head taller than ordinary orcs, and had a dignified expression, giving him some imposing presence.

Nie Yan cast an Investigation on him. The shaman's name was Koka Koli, and he was a marquis.

"What happened? Why would a high-level shaman come?"

"I don't know."

Encountering such a high-level NPC official, the players present immediately became nervous.

Koka Koli walked towards Nie Yan. Several Angel Corps players couldn't help but turn their eyes towards him, feeling uneasy and unable to understand.

"Respected Prophet Nie Yan, greetings," Koka Koli bowed, his tone very respectful.

Hearing Koka Koli's words, the field suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at Nie Yan in disbelief. It was actually Mad Rogue Nie Yan. Many people thought they had misheard, but when they saw Koka Koli bowing, they realized it. So it was true.

"Prophet? What kind of title is that? It's actually higher than this high-level shaman. Is he a duke?"

Several players muttered in a low voice. Everyone already knew that Nie Yan had been promoted to a prophet, but they had only heard about it. No one knew exactly how the title was, how important it was, until Koka Koli bowed to Nie Yan. Then they had a direct experience. So the status of the prophet was so scary high.

Prophet, this still somewhat vague concept, was suddenly deeply imprinted in the minds of everyone present.

They waited for the development of things. The faces of those Angel Corps players suddenly turned green, and their minds were blank. They didn't expect that they had offended Mad Rogue Nie Yan, the most untouchable person in the game. Seeing Koka Koli's attitude towards Nie Yan, they realized how bad things were.

At this time, Jipin Laoda was also stunned, looking at Nie Yan blankly, and asked in a somewhat intermittent voice, "Brother, you... you are really Mad Rogue Nie Yan?"

He still couldn't believe it.

Nie Yan nodded and smiled, "Yes."

He didn't expect that the person who helped him was actually the guild leader of the Niu Ren Tribe, the Mad Rogue Nie Yan, known as the undefeated myth. Jipin Laoda couldn't help but feel a sense of honor in his heart. This was definitely an unforgettable experience for him. He quickly confirmed that he had recorded the image. When he met those poor friends back home, he could proudly say, "I have seen Mad Rogue Nie Yan, and Mad Rogue Nie Yan bought herbs from me."

While they were talking, a group of guards had already dragged up those Angel Corps players. These Angel Corps players were even more panicked.

"Respected Prophet Nie Yan, they have offended you. According to the laws of the Satreen Empire, you have the right to decide how to deal with them," Koka Koli said slightly bowing. He was waiting for Nie Yan's answer.

"If they are put in prison, what is the maximum sentence?" Nie Yan asked. Killing these people was not as good as putting them in jail.

"Three days," Koka Koli said.

"Then put them in for three days."

"Yes, merciful Prophet Nie Yan."