After Lin Tianbiao walked out of the Treasure Pavilion, he took another look at the sky and showed a trace of satisfaction. He only spent less than an hour inside. It is not surprising that such time was wasted in the dazzling treasure pavilion. However, being able to select forty elites from eighty-seven elites in such a short period of time was all due to the meticulous work of my subordinates. Although the choice was a bit difficult, it was finally completed very efficiently.
How those killers who were screened out explained their arrangements was not something Lin Tianbiao needed to worry about. At this time, he was in a very happy and relaxed mood, and he was already looking forward to that moment.
His eyes wandered down the street.
The streets were still crowded, with the majority of people from Beidou College, but there were also many cultivators who made a special trip to Songxi Town to hunt for treasures at this time.
Cultivators who are qualified to enter the Treasure Pavilion and walk out with a satisfied look will attract some envious eyes. Under such gazes, Lin Tianbiao smiled and slowly walked into the crowd of people on the street.
After a while, Lin Tianbiao returned to the head of the street. Zhuang Yong's stall was still there, but it was no longer surrounded by new people. In less than an hour, Zhuang Yong completed the business extremely efficiently and sent all the newcomers away with satisfaction. At this time, he was also receiving the envious looks of other businessmen around him. There are still some goods on his stall, but it seems that Zhuang Yong is very satisfied with today's transaction, and he is already closing the stall so early.
Lin Tianbiao, who had gone to Zhenbao Pavilion for other reasons and was not impressed by the goods at all, walked straight to Zhuang Yong's stall.
"Second Young Master." When Zhuang Yong saw Lin Tianbiao, he quickly put down the things he was packing and greeted Lin Tianbiao.
Lin Tianbiao smiled, leaned over, casually picked up a dagger from Zhuang Yong's unfinished goods, and played with it in his hand.
"Do you like it, Second Young Master? Then let's play with it." Zhuang Yong said immediately.
"How much?" Lin Tianbiao asked.
Zhuang Yong smiled and shook his head helplessly.
"One tael of silver." He raised a finger and gave Lin Tianbiao a big discount. Although this dagger is not a magic weapon, it is still made by a good craftsman and cost less than one tael of silver.
"It's quite cheap." Lin Tianbiao said.
"Thank you, Second Young Master, for your care." Zhuang Yongzheng said, and Lin Tianbiao's right hand holding the dagger suddenly reached forward. Before Zhuang Yong could be surprised, the dagger flashed past his face with a cold light, and with a clang, it was nailed to the cargo boxes piled up against the wall behind Zhuang Yong.
"What about those?" Lin Tianbiao continued to ask the price unhurriedly.
Zhuang Yong suddenly turned around and saw the dagger nailed to the third box in the second row from the bottom.
The dagger was still trembling slightly and making a soft buzzing sound.
Zhuang Yong's face turned a little pale. If this dagger were just half an inch lower, it would just hit the small soul stone embedded in the box.
Among all Zhuang Yong's cargo boxes, only this box has such a small soul stone hidden in the wooden board. The power of soul contained in the soul stone maintains the customization set on this cargo box.
This knife...
Zhuang Yong felt anxious, but when he turned back to face Lin Tianbiao, there was no trace of panic in his expression.
"That box? That box is not for sale. It's to help a friend get some souvenirs." He explained calmly.
"If the dagger is moved half an inch downward, is it still a local product?" Lin Tianbiao asked softly.
Zhuang Yong remained calm, but his eyes were fixed on Lin Tianbiao's face.
"The Qingfeng Lin family is indeed worthy of its reputation." He suddenly sighed.
The Qingfeng Lin family has extremely high sensitivity in the power of soul passed down through their blood. Things that others cannot perceive often cannot escape their perception.
The cargo box was set up with custom-made special powers to cover up the extraordinary fluctuations in the power of soul in the box. Zhuang Yong brought him all the way to Songxi Town at the foot of Beidou Mountain, which never attracted attention, but now, it was revealed by Lin Tianbiao's keen sense.
"Excuse me?" Lin Tianbiao politely asked Zhuang Yong for his opinion.
Zhuang Yong was stunned.
Lin Tianbiao's attitude was actually a bit subtle.
If the people from Beidou Academy were suspicious of his box of goods, wouldn't it be easier to just shoot the soul stone with the dagger and destroy the customization?
But Lin Tianbiao showed mercy, and at this time he was even more willing to avoid the noisy eyes and ears.
What's his plan?
Zhuang Yong squinted his eyes. He no longer looked like a businessman, but looked at Lin Tianbiao very carefully, as if he wanted to see something from Lin Tianbiao's face.
"If you have anything to say, you might as well say it here." Zhuang Yong felt that the current environment seemed to make Lin Tianbiao a little scrupulous, which was good for him.
"I want to see those local specialties." Lin Tianbiao said.
"What if I refuse?" Zhuang Yong said.
"Then let's all take a look." Lin Tianbiao said and raised a finger. He wanted to break the soul stone, but he didn't actually need a dagger. This distance is really just a snap of his fingers.
Bluffing?
Lin Tianbiao's previous attitude made Zhuang Yong suspicious, but he did not dare to take the risk.
"Okay." He compromised.
"The second young master wants to see it, so I'll show it to you." He said, slowly turning around and walking towards the stacked cargo boxes, starting from the highest point and starting to take down the boxes one by one. He moved very slowly, as if he was afraid of knocking something over, and Lin Tianbiao waited like this. Zhuang Yong moved several boxes for a full two minutes. He finally removed the top of the wooden box with the dagger nailed on it.
Zhuang Yong tried to take the box, but ended up shaking his head.
"It's stuck," he said, and slowly began to move down the column on the left side of the box.
This time, his movements were slower, but he eventually moved to a position Zhuang Yong didn't want to reach.
He had tried his best to delay, but nothing happened. He looked back at Lin Tianbiao and saw Lin Tianbiao patiently standing outside his stall, looking at him meaningfully.
Everything is seen through.
Zhuang Yong sighed inwardly.
Lin Tianbiao was so confident that he could not delay the help. It seemed that he had noticed the problem with the lighting bead.
Thinking about it, he could sense even this "thin" cover, and the slight marks on the illuminating beads would not be able to escape such a keen perception.
That bastard boy...
At this time, Zhuang Yong couldn't help but criticize Lu Ping for buying his lighting beads. This lighting bead looks ordinary, but it is actually a mark he uses to identify his contacts. He put it out in the open and waited for others to recognize him, but in the end, he was bought by Lu Ping.
Zhuang Yong completed the deal smoothly because at that time, he thought Lu Ping was his connector.
He was ready to follow the next script, but in the end, Lu Ping didn't even mention the serious goods, and actually took the lighting bead and left with satisfaction.
Zhuang Yong's mood can really only be described by two words: "I'm so fucked."
He hurriedly finished the new people's business, naturally he wanted to spare time to think of a solution on this matter.
As a result, just after seeing off all the newcomers, Lin Tianbiao came back and actually saw through his cover-up.
Zhuang Yong lingered, hoping for some help.
As a result, it never happened. He knew in his heart that the lighting bead was taken away by Lu Ping, who would still recognize him? The contact person might have found Lu Ping at this time, and he didn’t know what to say!
What should I do?
Zhuang Yong, who hugged the box and slowly moved towards Lin Tianbiao, was really panicking now.
The things in the box are really not suitable for exposure under Beidou Mountain. Once exposed to the light, he will definitely not end well.
"How about we take a step to talk?" The box was moved in front of Lin Tianbiao, but nothing happened. Zhuang Yong finally couldn't hold on anymore.
Lin Tian showed a victorious smile. He stretched out his hand first, ready to take over the box.
But a faster hand suddenly reached in from the side and stretched between the two of them. With a clasp of five fingers, he firmly grasped the smooth surface of the box and lifted it from Zhuang Yong's hand.
Zhuang Yong was completely unprepared for this, but Lin Tianbiao was aware of it, but seeing the other party showing such a trick, he couldn't help but be cautious first.
He turned around and saw a young man looking at him.
"Uncle, I'll take the things back first so they won't hinder your business. Thank you. You can help me carry them next time!" He looked at Lin Tianbiao, but he was talking to Zhuang Yong. The words he said corresponded to Zhuang Yong's previous lies about souvenirs, but this style of acting was too insincere.
"You look strong." This was said to Lin Tianbiao.
"Who is your Excellency?" Lin Tianbiao didn't recognize this young man. His perception had been tested long ago, but he didn't find out the depth, which surprised him.
"We have to talk about this later." The young man's answer was a bit baffling, but with his other hand he took out a small notebook and a pen from his arms.
"If it's convenient, could you write your name on it?" the boy said.
"Why?" Lin Tianbiao asked.
"I am more interested in powerful people, but I am afraid of forgetting them, so I thought it would be better to remember them." The boy said.
"My name is Lin Tianbiao." Lin Tianbiao did not pick up Xiaoben, but gave his name.
"Okay, I'll try my best to remember it. See you later." Seeing that Lin Tianbiao had no intention of writing, the young man had to take back the pen and paper, nodded and said something, turned around and walked away.
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Good morning! (To be continued.)
