Just when the little girl was happily preparing to leave the restaurant with her hands tightly holding the storage ring, Ye Wuque's voice suddenly sounded again, echoing in the restaurant, causing everyone to raise their eyebrows, and soon everyone showed their true feelings.
Such a sneer!
The little girl's small body, whose big eyes were filled with joy and excitement, suddenly trembled, but she still stopped and turned around slowly. She held the storage ring in her small hands and looked at it with reluctance.
He glanced at it, but still timidly said to Ye Wuque: "Sir... Sir, do you... do you want to withdraw the flowers?"
There was a hint of trembling in the little girl's voice, and she even sounded like she was crying. There were tears falling from her big eyes, but she still continued to say firmly: "If you really want to withdraw from the flower... no... it doesn't matter... I will."
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The little girl has also experienced situations similar to this many times. Although some customers gritted their teeth and bought flowers, they were still extremely heartbroken and finally chose to go back on their word and ask for a refund.
In the little girl's view, Ye Wuque's behavior was to ask for a refund and not want to buy it.
Although the little girl was very reluctant to give up and felt sad, she was not willing to sell him by force.
When the man at the table next to Ye Wuque heard the little girl's words, a strong sneer suddenly appeared on his face. He looked at Ye Wuque, who was shrouded in a black cloak, and laughed and said sarcastically: "Hiding your head and showing your tail! What a waste!"
I thought you were so capable and worth a lot of money, but it turned out that you were just pretending to be fat! It really made me laugh to death! If I were you, I would just find a crack in the ground and get in. If you can't afford it, don't pretend to be so cool.
,Tsk, tsk, it’s so embarrassing!”
The man laughed wildly, as if he finally let out the breath he had been holding in his heart, feeling indescribably relieved.
However, when he looked deep into Ye Wuque's eyes, the greed and viciousness increased instead of decreasing, becoming more and more intense!
"A hundred low-grade Yuan Marrow! This kid is really a fat sheep! Since you bumped into my Zhao San's hand, if you run away, won't you be punished by God? Make a fortune! Make a fortune! Hahahaha..."
This man's name is Zhao San. He is a local gangster in this area. He is known for his vicious and cunning methods. He specializes in picking people to attack, seizing their money, and even murdering people. He has at least 300 lives on his hands, if not 500.
The reason why Zhao San can still live a prosperous life is because he has good eyesight. He never messes with the monks who are in groups, and he never messes with the wealthy people who are really spending a lot of money.
A single weak monk started.
In this way, he succeeded almost every time and remained at large.
And Zhao San came to this restaurant every day just to find a suitable target. Today, he originally wanted to have fun with the little girl selling flowers, but unexpectedly he found Ye Wuque.
In Zhao San's view, Ye Wuque was alone, had a strange face, and seemed to have a small fortune, but was not rich and powerful. This was a perfect target that met the standards!
That's why Zhao San mocked Luo Ye Wuque before, just to deliberately test!
As if he had thought about the pleasure of trampling this black-robed man under his feet for a while, Zhao San's vicious eyes turned slightly red, with a hint of bloodthirsty and cruelty in them.
At this time, the little girl had slowly walked back to the wine table where Ye Wuque was sitting, her big eyes filled with mist, and she was extremely sad.
However, just when Zhao San had a mocking sneer on his face and the little girl's big eyes were filled with sadness, a voice with a faint smile came out from under the black cloak again.
"Haha, little girl, I didn't say I wanted to return the flowers. I stopped you because I wanted to tell you that the eight flowers left in your basket... I want them all."
As soon as these words came out, the entire restaurant suddenly fell silent again!
The smiles on the faces of the guests watching the show froze in an instant. Some people even shook their hands and the wine in their glasses spilled down!
Don’t you want to refund the money?
But now, instead of retreating, he actually wants to buy all the flowers from that little beggar!
how so?
Is there something wrong with my ears?
Or is this guy crazy?
Spend 900 low-grade essence to buy a few useless flowers?
This was the thought that came to the minds of all the guests in the restaurant at this moment. For a moment, they all stared at the black cloaked figure, trying to confirm whether they had heard correctly.
Snap!
Zhao San, who was originally full of sneer and ridicule, broke the chopsticks in his hands at this moment, and his breathing suddenly stopped!
The pupils in those eyes that were originally filled with cruelty and bloodthirsty were shrinking violently, and there was a hint of disbelief in them!
"What...what did this guy say? He actually wants to buy all the flowers from this little beggar? This...this is a full nine hundred low-grade essence!"
Zhao San's eyelids twitched. He knew that his ears heard correctly. The man in black cloak really spoke like this.
At this time, Zhao Sanlian had no time to ridicule Ye Wuque. He stared at Ye Wuque with his eyes, as if to confirm something, and his breathing seemed to be slightly accelerated!
The little girl who was walking slowly towards Ye Wuque also trembled at this time. Her big eyes full of water mist looked at the tall and slender black cloaked figure, and a trace of confusion emerged in her!
"Sir...you...what did you say?"
The little girl also thought that her ears had heard it wrong. The kind-hearted adult did not want to return the flowers, but instead wanted to buy all the remaining flowers from her.
"I said...I want all your flowers."
The faint laughter sounded again, and Ye Wuque flicked his right hand towards the wine table!
After a swish, the entire restaurant was filled with an aura of extremely pure Yuan Power, and a total of eight hundred pieces of black, neatly coded low-grade Yuan Essence suddenly appeared on the wine table!
Zhao San's eyes, which were staring at Ye Wuque, turned extremely red!
Shock, greed, and ecstasy were all mixed together in his eyes, and his somewhat rapid breathing became heavy!
"Nine...nine hundred low-grade essences! This guy is so rich! And there must be more in him! He is rich! I am going to be rich! This fat sheep is so rich! They are all mine! These low-grade ones are
All the essence belongs to me, Zhao San!"
Zhao San was roaring excitedly in his heart. He didn't care if Ye Wuque was crazy and throwing away money like this. He just wanted to kill Ye Wuque now and snatch all his essence!
The little girl's big eyes looked at the low-grade essence on the table. Her original sadness disappeared in an instant, replaced by extreme excitement and surprise!
"Sir! Thank you! Thank you..."
The little girl cried with joy. In her eyes, these low-grade essences turned into elixirs that could cure her mother's illness. Maybe with these low-grade essences, her mother could be cured.
Ye Wuque, who was under the cloak, smiled faintly, swept his right hand, and the eight hundred pieces of low-grade essence immediately flew into the little girl's storage ring.
The little girl hurriedly took down her old basket, carefully took out the remaining eight Tianling Flowers, stood on tiptoes, and held them all to Ye Wuque with both hands. The gratitude in her eyes was beyond words.
Ye Wuque put the eight Heavenly Spirit Flowers into Yuanyang Ring, looked at the little girl who kept bowing in front of him, his eyes swept around, especially when he saw the heat and greed in the eyes of Zhao San at the next table, the corner of his mouth slowly drew a smile