Mu Shaobo continued to be deceived: Who said I paid two million? Can anyone help me prove it? I didn’t say anything just now, right?
Of course, he was just thinking about it.
If someone had to testify for such a trivial matter, if it spread, wouldn't it mean that the dignified Young Master of Aotian Sect Mansion couldn't even produce two million spiritual stones. Does he still want Uncle Mu's face? Does he still want the face of Aotian Zongfu?
"If two million spirit stones are not sold, what about Master Mu's offer of three million?" Before the young merchant and Mu Shaobo came to their senses, Gu Qingxi said immediately:
"If you don't want to give me three million, then Master Mu will offer you four million."
"If you still refuse, then Master Mu will offer five million."
"Six million, seven million, eight million, nine million."
"Master Mu offered 10 million, you should sell it now, right?"
The young merchant looked at Gu Qingxi blankly, his eyes almost popping out of his head.
When Gu Qingxi shouted out two million just now, he wanted to nod, but others didn't give him a chance.
There was no pause between the continuous quotations. Before he could recover, he "bargained" and paid back 10 million.
Ten million, even though the magical artifacts displayed in his stall were of decent quality, but they were all seriously damaged, and together they couldn't even be sold for ten million.
It was the first time in his life to experience this kind of one-sided bargaining, and he kept paying higher prices. The young merchant felt like he was dreaming.
Mu Shaobo was also dumbfounded: Wasn't it only two million just now? How could it become ten million by just a sudden move?
Master Mu paid 10 million. When did I pay 10 million? I didn't say anything except asking about the price, okay?
"Although your magic weapon is of good quality, the damage is too serious after all. It's almost ten million." Gu Qingxi said to the young vendor who was still in the fog.
Although she wanted to teach Mr. Mu a lesson and give this honest hawker a little benefit, everything was done in moderation.
Ten million should be just right. If it were any higher, Mu Shaobo would probably get angry at him, which would be harmful to others.
While talking, Gu Qingxi put the Nine Heavens Thunder Drum in his hand back into the stall.
"Ah, it's almost done. Since Master Mu is so sincere, I won't ask for an exorbitant price. Just ten million spiritual stones. This magical weapon belongs to you." Although the young merchant is sincere, he is not stupid. He immediately came to his senses, picked up the broken drum and handed it to Mu Shaobo.
Ten million spiritual stones, how dare you say that the price is not sky-high! Mu Shaobo had a black line on his head and did not reach out.
As long as the bronze drum looks a little better, he will buy it, no matter how expensive it is, it doesn't matter.
But if he bought such a piece of junk with 10 million spiritual stones, it would be strange if he didn't laugh to death from his cousins who had long disliked him.
"Look, I just said you can't afford it." Gu Qingxi glanced at Mr. Mu with disdain, then muttered, "No wonder I haven't heard of Aotian Sect House, it turns out it's just like this."
Everyone around looked at Mr. Mu with strange eyes, as if they were saying: What did you just say, Lingjingtian still has magic weapons that you, Mr. Mu, can't afford? Then you should buy it and let us take a look.
They had forgotten that it was Gu Qingxi who was bargaining just now, and Mu Shaobo didn't even have a chance to speak.
But does that make a difference? Although Uncle Mu didn't speak, those bold words were always spoken by him, right? Besides, when Gu Qingxi bargained, didn't he also refute it?
Well, it wasn't that Mu Shaobo didn't want to refute, but that Gu Qingxi's "bargaining" was too fast, and he didn't even have a chance to refute.
In short, Mu Shaobo was now on the receiving end of the fire. Either he would break his promise, or he would have no choice but to spend tens of millions of spiritual stones and buy a scrap of copper and iron.
"Isn't it just ten million spiritual stones? Take it." Mu Shaobo squeezed out two words through his teeth, took out a storage bag and threw it to the young merchant.
He thought clearly, even if he went back and was laughed at by his cousins, it would be better than beating himself up in public. At least he would only lose his own face, not the face of the Aotian Sect.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Mu." The young vendor happily took the storage bag, roughly counted the spiritual stones inside, and then put away the stall as quickly as possible and walked away.
Before leaving, I didn't forget to say a few polite words to Mr. Mu: "Young Master Mu is very heroic, and he will become a great man in the spiritual world in the future. If Mr. Mu needs any magic weapon in the future, just come to me, I have it." I’ll keep all the good treasures for you.”
The corner of Mu Shaobo's mouth twitched fiercely: You dare to sell me 10 million spiritual stones for a piece of scrap metal, and you are still looking for it. Do you think I'm stupid?
However, even though he was extremely depressed, as the young master of Aotian Clan Palace, Mu Shaobo still had the most basic self-cultivation and did not break out on the spot.
"Fellow Taoist, this magic weapon is given to you as a greeting gift. Now can you tell me how to call it?" He showed a spring-like smile again and handed the Nine Heavens Thunder Drum to Gu Qingxi's hand. before.
Although he had accidentally been taken advantage of, as long as he could please the beautiful woman in front of him, it was worth it in his opinion.
"Sorry, I'm not in the habit of accepting gifts from strangers. I heard that stupidity is contagious, and I'm not in the habit of dealing with fools." Gu Qingxi shook her head and said.
"What did you say?" Mu Shaobo's smile disappeared and his face turned cold.
"Isn't it true? How dare you say you're not stupid for buying such a piece of junk for ten million spiritual stones?" Gu Qingxi pointed to the broken bronze drum in his hand and said.
Without waiting for Mu Shaobo to speak, he looked at the people around him with a smile but not a smile: "Fellow Taoists, tell me, are you willing to buy this kind of magic weapon with 10 million spiritual stones?"
There was silence. Is not this nonsensical? Unless someone kicked their brains out, who would be willing to spend 10 million spiritual stones on this kind of junk?
"Damn girl, are you kidding me?" Mu Shaobo's face turned pale with anger, and he looked at Gu Qingxi with murderous eyes.
"So what?" Gu Qingxi's smile faded and her expression became even more contemptuous.
The air suddenly became colder, and the atmosphere on the street became as depressing as if a storm was coming.
Everyone looked at Gu Qingxi in surprise. By now, of course they could see that Gu Qingxi was using Shaobo Mu as a monkey.
But she is too courageous. If she fools the young master of Aotian Zongfu in public, she won't be afraid of offending Aotian Zongfu and getting killed?
"Okay, okay, if you dare to bully me, Mr. Mu, then don't blame me for being cruel!" Mr. Mu was so embarrassed and angry that he no longer had any sympathy for her, so he slammed the broken bronze drum on the ground. Then he pulled out the long sword with a "swipe" sound.
Seeing this, Xiao Fangqing, Lu Anjun, and Du Jiuling all felt their hearts sinking.
They were not worried about what Shaobo Mu could do to Gu Qingxi. After all, age was there. No matter how high his status or qualifications were, he could not be better than Gu Qingxi.
But how could the Young Master of Aotian Clan be traveling without a strong person accompanying him?
Not daring to hesitate, several people grasped the hilt of the sword at the same time.
"Boom!" But they had no chance to take action. As soon as Mu Shaobo pulled out his long sword, the bronze drum that he threw to the ground suddenly exploded.
After thousands of years, the Heavenly Thunder Sect's sect-suppressing treasure, which once made countless strong men change their expressions upon hearing it, once again released the majestic and vast Nine Heavens Thunder Power.
Although Mu Shaobo's cultivation level was relatively weak, how could he withstand such terrifying power?
What's more, he never thought that the broken metal in his eyes would be so terrifying.
Before he could react, he was blown away by the thunder.
