C202 Are you poor?
C202 Are you poor?
"One hundred thousand star stones!"
The moment Young man with fan sheath's words left his mouth, the surrounding spectators all exclaimed in surprise. A hundred thousand star stones was enough to buy a good level three star beast.
"Not for sale."
"One hundred and fifty thousand star stones!"
"Can't you understand my words? "Not for sale!" Mo Feng said coldly. Young man with fan sheath's eyes flashed with killing intent, what he wanted to buy, there was nothing he couldn't buy!
"Two hundred thousand!"
The Young man with fan sheath continued to raise the bid. Mo Feng looked at him coldly, then turned and walked away.
The cold light in Young man with fan sheath's eyes grew bigger as he looked at Mo Feng's back. Daring to refuse him, daring to turn around and leave?
"Three hundred thousand!"
"Four hundred thousand!"
"Five hundred thousand!"
Young man with fan sheath continuously bid, directly raising the price to five hundred thousand! He did not believe that there was nothing that could not be smashed with money, and no one would not kneel in front of money, but Mo Feng's footsteps did not stop, and did not bother at all, the killing intent in his eyes grew stronger and stronger.
"Five hundred thousand!"
"Hiss!"
The surrounding people all sucked in a cold breath. Every time Young man with fan sheath increased the bid, their hearts would pound violently. This time, it would directly raise it to 500,000 yuan, which was enough to buy a star beast with a cultivation of the sixth stage!
"He's still not selling so many star stones?" Everyone could not believe it, Mo Feng did not have any intention of stopping.
"Mo Feng, what exactly do you mean!"
Young man with fan sheath could not hold it in any longer, and bellowed with an irrepressible rage. When Yi Jinglin saw the flustered and exasperated look on Young man with fan sheath's face, he sneered and shrugged. He was very willing to see a Young man with fan sheath like this.
"Do you still want to use force against people like Mo Feng?" As he thought about this, his lips curled up into a playful smile. Originally, he had only wanted to give it a try, but he hadn't thought that there would be a good show to watch.
"Are you deaf or an idiot? I told you not to sell it, don't you understand? " Mo Feng's ice-cold voice sounded out.
"And you want to buy a tiger-dog with just five hundred thousand star stones? Are you a pauper?"
With the fierceness of tiger-dog s and the room to grow, five hundred thousand was absolutely not enough.
When Young man with fan sheath heard the two words "poor devil", he was so angry that his hair stood on end.
"I'll pay a million star stones. Mo Feng, are you selling this!?"
Young man with fan sheath took a step forward and shouted.
"One million!"
The surrounding people were all dumbfounded, immediately raising the bid by 500,000, this increase was simply unbearable to the heart. One million star stones was enough to buy a level four star beast, just for a tiger-dog, it was not worth it. But they were even more shocked at the wealth of the Young man with fan sheath s. How could an inner disciple with stellar state have so many star stones?
"How many Star Stones does he actually have? Only a few inner disciples could be as rich as him!"
"should be willing to sell so many star stones."
"It will definitely be sold. After all, there are two of them. Who would be against the money?"
Everyone started to discuss, they were sure that Mo Feng would sell a tiger-dog. Even Yi Jinglin was tempted, if he had two tiger-dog, he would definitely sell one for sure.
"One million star stones …" Mo Feng squinted, he was really tempted by this one million star stones. Although he already had several million star stones on him, it was still not enough for him.
These Star Stones were mainly used to repair puppets. Repairing puppets required a large amount of Star Stones to buy something, so even if the million Star Stones were only used to repair a bronze puppet, it was still worth it compared to the tiger-dog.
"Not for sale." After pausing for a while, Mo Feng still rejected.
"Little beast!" Young man with fan sheath was already raging to the skies. Seeing how Mo Feng was gritting his teeth in hatred, if he couldn't even pay such a high price, how could he possibly hide his face?
"Mo Feng, do you know who I am!" Young man with fan sheath gnashed his teeth as he spoke.
"Who you are has nothing to do with me." Mo Feng still maintained her indifferent appearance, not changing in the slightest.
"AHH!"
Young man with fan sheath was simply about to explode from Mo Feng's attitude. Clenching his fists tightly, he roared:
"I'm from the Shui Family, are you selling your tiger-dog today?"
"Shui Family?"
Some people were stunned when they heard Young man with fan sheath's words. They did not know what kind of family the Shui Family was, but after going over for a while, they all jumped up in shock and looked at Young man with fan sheath in disbelief.
"Shui Family, he's from Shui Family!"
"Oh my god, he's from the Shui Family!" At this moment, all the people who did not know who Young man with fan sheath was were shocked, they turned to look at Young man with fan sheath with passion in their eyes, and their bodies started to move, as though they wanted to bow down and worship him.
"Shui Family. This is the richest family in the empire!"
"Rumor has it that the wealth of the Shui Family is as rich as a kingdom. Even the royal family cannot guarantee that they will be as rich as the Shui Family!"
They finally understood that the Young man with fan sheath did not have a high cultivation level to be able to easily take out a million star stones. A hundred star stones was nothing to the Shui family.
"I was blind to not know that Young man with fan sheath is a member of the Shui family. I will have a good fight with the Young man with fan sheath in the future." Everyone had different thoughts and plans in their hearts. They wanted to build a good relationship with Young man with fan sheath, because one star beast alone could buy a few hundred thousand star stones. How could they be stingy towards the people around them?
"The Shui family." Mo Feng squinted his eyes. Young man with fan sheath was a member of the Shui Family, he did not expect that the wealth of the Shui Family would be so shocking, the Shui Family was not someone to be trifled with, but he did not expect to get into contact with them so quickly.
"To think that it would be someone from the Shui Family. I'm truly sorry for the disrespect." Mo Feng said, his body had been moving forward all this time, and the corners of his mouth curled into a pleased sneer. Now that he knew his identity, why did he not kneel down and lick it, and instead obediently present the tiger-dog with both hands!
"However, since the Shui Family is so rich, why are you showing off this one million star stones? Are you poor, or are you telling everyone that the Shui Family is starting to be poor?"
Hearing that, Young man with fan sheath's face changed, his eyes spewing out flames of anger. Yi Jinglin's face changed drastically. Saying Young man with fan sheath was fine, but he still dared to say something about the Shui family. This courage is too great.
"F * * k, he's too arrogant!"
"So arrogant! How could he have survived until now?!"
The crowd was in an uproar. He dared to speak of the Shui Family in such a manner in public, was he not afraid of death? There are so many Shui Clan disciples in Jade Flame Gate, each of them can drown you to death with just a spit!
"It seems that my price has dropped." Unexpectedly, the Young man with fan sheath did not get angry, but said it in a low voice.
"What about the one million and five hundred thousand?"
"One million and five hundred thousand!"
Everyone's heart tightened. They could buy a life for starburst just for a single tiger-dog. This was simply too wasteful. At the same time, everyone's heart was burning with passion. With such a generous young master from the Shui clan, they must find a way to get to know each other!
Mo Feng remained silent and did not say a word. Young man with fan sheath stared straight at Mo Feng, staring at his answer.
"Alright, I'll sell it." Mo Feng finally opened his mouth. One hundred and fifty star stones was enough, so he wouldn't be so foolish to add more with this Young man with fan sheath.