The young master of the Feng family, the son of the lord of the city of chaos, wherever he goes, isn’t the stars urging the moon? Who is seeing it?
But Feng Xingyun did not expect that he was provoked several times by Tang Mang, a boy of unknown origin, and now he was scolded by Qian Zongming again. In front of countless people, this not only slaps Feng Xingyun's face, but also slaps his Feng family's face.
Never before, Feng Xingyun was so angry, and a stream of passion surged up. He forgot the master of the Heavenly Realm behind Duobao Tower and said angrily: "Old Qian, I respect you as a senior, but you have spoken too much."
When Qian Zongming heard this, he looked up at the No. 18 private room and said coldly: "Say a little more, you can get out of Duobao Building."
Bang!
Feng Xingyun smashed the yeller in his hand so hard that he roared: "Old dog, and the little beast named Yang, I want you to die without a place to bury."
Ye Xuan, who was beside him, saw a few sarcasm flashing in his eyes and said inwardly: "Angry, angry, it's best if your Feng family and Duobaolou fight to the death. Then I will be much easier to control the city of chaos."
It is obvious that Ye Xuan comes from the Jiuyou Sect. This time he came to represent the Feng family to attend the martial arts meeting, which was also a bad idea.
The quotation device was broken, and no matter how loud Feng Xingyun shouted, people outside could not hear it.
However, the people present were not idiots, and everyone could feel the surging anger hidden behind Feng Xingyun's silence.
Qian Zongming also knew that Feng Xingyun would inevitably get angry, but he ignored him and turned his head to look at the No. 7 private room, with a smile on his face and asked, "Young Master Yang, what do you think of the old man's suggestion just now?"
In the private room, Tang Mang took a sip of tea and said calmly: "Isn't it?"
"Why?" Qian Zongming frowned slightly.
Tang Mang said lightly: "It's very simple. I'll suffer a great loss if I buy two Tianxing grasses with 18 million yuan stones and a top-quality Yuan stone?"
"I suffered a big loss?"
Qian Zongming was stunned and then gritted his teeth and said, "Young Master Yang's words are a bit too much. The two star grasses have been around for a thousand years. If they appear in Zhongzhou, the price will definitely exceed 20 million yuan of low-grade Yuanshi."
Tang Mang narrowed his eyes and asked, "Since that's the case, why didn't Mr. Qian send the Tianxing Grass to Zhongzhou for auction?"
"This..." Qian Zongming couldn't answer.
Tang Mang understood the reason and laughed: "Haha, let me tell you, once you pick the Sky Star Grass, it will not be preserved for a long time. If you want to send it to Zhongzhou, you may not be able to reach your destination and the Sky Star Grass will completely rot."
Qian Zongming's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard this, and he smiled bitterly: "Young Master Yang is indeed very human, right. You are right. The Sky Star Grass is really not able to be preserved for a long time."
After saying that, the topic changed: "But this cannot erase the value of these two star grasses."
"Anyway, I feel a little at a disadvantage."
Tang Mang said with a thick face, and he didn't let him go. He lived a careful life since he was a child. Even if he became a warrior now, he didn't want to completely spend all the Yuanshi on his body.
Seeing that Tang Mang was not resigned, Qian Zongming was silent for a moment before saying, "Okay, I am a loss in Duobaolou. Then there will be 17 million low-grade Yuan stones, plus a top-grade Yuan stone."
"Ten million low-grade Yuan stones, one top-grade Yuan stone."
Tang Mang blurted out.
"What, you're asking for a huge price."
Qian Zongming's face turned red and he became a little angry.
He was naturally a master of bargaining at Duobao Building Auction, but he didn't expect that Tang Mang would be even more difficult than him.
Negotiating ruthlessly, being soft-hearted will lead to failure!
Tang Mang understood this truth deeply and had no intention of compromise. However, seeing that Qian Zongming was a little angry, his tone slowed down a little, and he said slowly:
"Old Qian is such a bad word. Not to mention the preciousness of this top-quality Yuanshi, in my opinion, if you send this item back to the headquarters of the Wu League, it will be a great contribution."
"Why is this young man like an old fox?"
Qian Zongming cursed in his heart, but said, "Let's do this, 15 million low-grade Yuan stones, one top-grade Yuan stone."
After saying that, he said decisively: "This price must not be reduced anymore, otherwise, I would rather sell two star grasses to others."
This was obviously against his will, but Tang Mang also understood that it was difficult to bargain, and then laughed and said, "Old Qian said this. If the boy doesn't agree, it would be a bit unreasonable."
Qian Zongming was originally happy when he heard this, but who knew that Tang Mang added another sentence at this moment: "But..."
"But what?"
Qian Zongming almost yelled.
Tang Mang's face remained unchanged and he smiled, "Hehe, this, Mr. Qian, the boy is about to break through to the Kaiyuan realm recently, but he doesn't have some good martial arts at hand. Look, right?"
"you……"
Qian Zongming glared at him with a beard.
Tang Mang laughed unabated: "Old Qian, I think you are not just an auctioneer in Duobaolou. With your identity, can't you give me a martial arts for free?"
Qian Zongming suppressed his anger and said, "You can give you one martial arts, but the grade cannot be higher, at most the highest level of the mysterious level."
A high-level Xuan-level martial art, up to 200,000 to 300,000 yuan, can be obtained by Duobao Tower.
Tang Mang was not satisfied: "Isn't the top level of Xuan level okay?"
"no."
"Since that's the case, I'll give me a high-level sword skill that has no attribute requirements for Xuan-level."
Tang Mang no longer forced himself and reluctantly made a difficult decision.
At this moment, everyone in the auction venue was stunned, just staring at Tang Mang and Qian Zongming, bargaining like a vegetable market.
After Tang Mang successfully "blacklisted" a high-level mysterious sword skill with no attribute requirements, the talents present came to their senses one after another and were speechless.
However, Jiu Mingkong probably endured the pain and laughed: "Old Qian, Old Qian, Old Qian, you have always been silent. I didn't expect to fight in front of a junior today."
What can Qian Zongming say?
I can only eat coptis chinensis in a mute way, and I can’t tell if I have any pain.
However, when he thought that the top-quality Yuanshi finally got it, he was also very excited. He ignored others and rushed into the No. 7 private room where Tang Mang was located.
"Boy, where is the best Yuanshi?"
As soon as he arrived at the private room No. 7, Qian Zongming ignored Mr. Ying and quickly came to Tang Mang.
Tang Mang didn't expect Qian Zongming to come so quickly. He was stunned and shook his head and said, "No hurry, I'll have a little tea first."
"It's strange if you don't hurry."
Qian Zongming felt angry and threw a jade book to Tang Mang: "Boy, I got this sword skill by chance a few years ago. It happened to be a high-level Xuan level, so you can take it."
After saying that, he snatched the teacup from Tang Mang's hand and urged: "Hurry up and take out the best Yuanshi."
What could Tang Mang say? He spread his palm and there was an extra stone in his hand.
"Hiss, it's so cold!"
As Tang Mang took out the stone, Wang Chen and Luo Xinglie on the side shivered coldly, but their eyes were attracted by the stone.