Chapter 12791 It’s not okay to default on the debt
The old man was dressed in a dark blue robe, embroidered with simple patterns, revealing a sense of age and majesty.
His face is covered with wrinkles, like a carefully carved map, recording the vicissitudes he has experienced.
His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see into people's hearts. He slowly raised his head and took a deep look at Ling Xiao. His eyes were full of seriousness and determination, like a towering mountain peak, leaving no room for doubt.
"I will investigate the truth of this matter and give you a satisfactory answer. But I will not allow you to talk nonsense here and slander my trading company!" The old man's voice was low and powerful, like a voice echoing in the valley.
The sound of the bell is full of solemnity and majesty.
His words revealed an unquestionable determination, as if to show Ling Xiao that he would definitely find out the truth and give a fair answer.
However, Ling Xiao was not intimidated by the old man's aura. He was wearing a blue gown, the hem of which fluttered gently in the wind, looking unrestrained and unrestrained. There was a cynical smile on his face, as if he had no fear of the old man's threat.
Don't care.
He looked at the old man with a smile, and there was a sly look in his eyes: "No, no, no, how could I talk nonsense? You are so unfair to me. I have always been very reasonable in everything I do.
Return the 10,000-grade spiritual stone to me, and I will immediately turn around and leave."
There was a rogue air in his words, as if he was provoking the old man. The "three million mid-grade spiritual stones" he mentioned was a huge fortune, enough to make most people jealous. He deliberately used this number
Speaking so loudly was obviously to test the old man's reaction.
After hearing this number, the old man's face darkened and he asked coldly: "Are you sure it's three million and not three hundred thousand?"
His voice was full of doubts and dissatisfaction, and he obviously knew the exact number of spirit stones through the woman. He would never allow Ling Xiao to extort money here, and his eyes revealed an inviolable majesty.
The Lingxiao blue brocade robe is embroidered with delicate cloud patterns on the corners, and his every move exudes the temperament of a noble prince.
He smiled slightly, took out a yellowed bill from his arms, and waved it gently in front of the old man in front of him. This bill looked ordinary, but if you look closely, you can find that the edges of the bill have unique lines and the handwriting is clear.
, obviously not ordinary.
The hem of the old man's robe touched the floor, giving people a sense of calmness and weight. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes shone with sharp light, as if he could see through all hypocrisy. He took the bill, looked at it carefully, and frowned even more.
.
The handwriting on this bill is indeed genuine, and every stroke reveals a simple and elegant atmosphere.
However, the old man always felt that there was something wrong with this bill. Based on his many years of experience, the issuer of this bill should have a very high status. Although Mr. Ming was an important figure in the trading house, due to his status
, it is absolutely impossible to issue such a high bill.
"Why, is it possible that our Tianxiahui Trading House didn't even recognize its own bills?" Ling Xiao saw the old man's hesitation and sneered, with a hint of disdain in his voice.
When the old man heard this, his face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Humph, boy, you are obviously not Mr. Ou, but you are still pretending to be Mr. Ou. I don't believe a word of your words. Today, I will capture you first, and then go find you."
The Lords of the House of Lords reasoned."
His words were full of firmness and determination, and he obviously would not be easily swayed by Ling Xiao's words. He knew that if this note was true, it would be a huge fortune, enough to cause heavy losses to the trading house.
And their trading house's annual profit is only 10 million mid-grade spiritual stones. The three million mid-grade spiritual stones on this bill is almost equivalent to one-third of their profits.
The old man took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with sharp light, as if he had made a decision.
As soon as he moved, he rushed towards Ling Xiao, as fast as lightning, obviously wanting to capture Ling Xiao in one fell swoop. But Ling Xiao smiled slightly and dodged the old man's attack.
The shape is agile, like a cheetah traveling in the jungle, making it unpredictable.
"Haha, I don't want to admit the debt but I still take action. The practices of Tianxiahui Trading House are really enlightening. So, the trading house doesn't intend to return my money." Ling Xiao still kept smiling and looked at the old man lightly.
asked.
His originally calm face became extremely ferocious at this moment, with anger and unwillingness shining in his eyes. He roared angrily: "Although our trading firm in Tianxiahui does not respect combat power, we are not people who allow others to bully us.
! Even if you are a disciple of the Upper Academy, you can never act wild here!"
However, before he finished speaking, he saw Ling Xiao move. The long knife in his hand was instantly unsheathed, and a sharp sword light cut through the air and came towards the old man. The old man's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly raised his hand to block it.
There was a faint light of vitality shining everywhere, trying to block the blow.
"when!"
There was a loud noise, and the old man's arm collided with Ling Xiao's sword, making a crisp sound of metal clashing. However, at this moment, the old man's protective Hunyuan seemed to be impacted by a powerful force.
It shattered instantly.
"Crack!"
The broken Hunyuan splattered like glass, and the old man let out a scream, and one of his arms was cut off directly by the blow. Blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing his clothes and the ground red.
"ah!"
The woman on the side screamed in horror when she saw this. She never expected that this powerful steward in the trading house would be so vulnerable in front of this young man.
Ming Lao's death had already frightened her, but what happened to the steward now made her even more frightened.
The old man fell to the ground, groaning in pain. His eyes were full of horror and confusion. He never imagined that this young man had such a strong strength. A chill could not help but rise in his heart. Who is this young man?
What exactly is he going to do?
"Oh, my Lord in charge, why did your arm end up under my knife so unluckily?" Ling Xiao had a joking smile on his face and shook his head gently, as if facing his eyes.
This scene felt very helpless.
He knelt down and his eyes fell on the old man's broken arm. The arm was dripping with blood and the broken bones were exposed, which looked shocking.
However, Ling Xiao didn't seem to be affected by the scene in front of him. He gently took off the delicate storage ring from the old man's broken arm. His fingertips trembled slightly, as if he was feeling the energy coming from the storage ring.
of light temperature.
The storage ring had a simple appearance, with several small gemstones inlaid on the surface, shining with a faint light. Ling Xiao swept his mind, and the scene inside the storage ring clearly appeared in his mind.