The little fat man didn't expect that there were such weird people in the world.
He looked at the masked man in astonishment and said with a little interest: "One million, I'll sell it to you."
"Give me one million and I'll help you accept this broken bowl."
"Sell it to you for half a million dollars" "Give me five hundred thousand, and I will help you accept this bowl."
The two people asked and answered questions, which made the people around them stunned.
Soon, they lowered the price to ten thousand.
Ten thousand yuan to buy a broken bowl is a sky-high price.
At this time, Canyue suddenly said: "I bought it for ten thousand."
The little fat man curled his lips and waved his hands: "If you buy it, it will still be 10 million.
Only if he buys it can he get 10,000."
Canyue's eyebrows sank, and she looked at the little fat man displeased, and then looked at the masked man, her eyes vaguely angry.
This man deliberately lowered the price, clearly humiliating the leader of the Qinglan Sect.
Realizing that Cangyue was looking at him, Zhao Yufan chuckled and continued to say sarcastically: "Little fat man, please be honest, how much is this bowl from the master of Qinglan Sect worth?"
The little fat man's eyes wandered uncertainly on Zhao Yufan and Can Yue.
Holding the broken bowl in his hand, he answered pertinently: "To the people of Qinglan Sect, this broken bowl is priceless.
Ten million is not expensive, but for To others, this bowl is indeed worthless.”
Blinking his eyes, Zhao Yufan laughed strangely: "Hey, if you tell me about the begging of the Qinglan Sect leader, how about I give you one million?"
Hearing this, everyone was shocked.
At first they thought Zhao Yufan had no money, but now his tone gave people the impression that he was rich.
Suddenly, everyone woke up.
It turned out that the masked man had just bargained with the little fat man because he simply wanted to humiliate the leader of the Qinglan Sect.
One million tells a story, and this story is too valuable.
The anger in Canyue's eyes became even stronger, and she was vaguely unable to control it, and was about to burst out.
The little fat man seemed to understand Zhao Yufan's intention, nodded very cooperatively, and told the story about that long ago.
"The story begins when the leader of the Qinglan Sect was young.
He was just a junior martial artist.
He was robbed on the road, his beloved woman was disfigured, and he ran away.
Seriously injured, he had no money and could only He made a living by begging.
Later, he was so hungry that he couldn't help it, so he went to Qian's house to ask for help, and the bowl was left at Qian's house."
After hearing his story, everyone couldn't help but discuss and analyze whether the matter was true or false.
Canyue's face turned red with anger, and he didn't believe this kind of thing at all.
With the sword in his hand, he glared at the little fat man and Zhao Yufan, feeling that the two of them were in the same group.
Zhao Yufan listened very carefully and looked at the serious look on the little fat man's face.
He couldn't help but ask: "Why is his beloved woman disfigured?
Doesn't he know how to protect his woman?"
"Ahem, cough, cough."
The little fat man coughed a few times and replied with a hint of meaning: "In times of crisis, people will put their own interests first.
I think the leader of the Qinglan Sect must have been afraid of death, so he gave up.
Beloved woman.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Can Yue angrily said: "That's nonsense."
Zhao Yufan shook his head bitterly and said comfortingly: "Don't be angry.
I feel that your sect master is that kind of person.
What he has done over the years can be considered a despicable villain."
"Shut up."
Zang Yue glared at the masked man in front of her, whipped out her sword, and said sternly: "If you dare to talk nonsense, I will cut off your tongue."
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Zhao Yufan stuck out his tongue, as if provoking Zang Yue.
The people around them quickly dispersed, making way for the two to fight.
In the empty surroundings, Zhao Yufan and Zang Yue stood opposite each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The little fat man squatted awkwardly between the two of them, hurriedly packing up the items on the stall, and complained: "Oh, can you two do it?
It's really troublesome.
A good business has been disrupted by you two.
We need to fight it quickly."
Fight, I still have to do business after the fight."
The cold wind blew, and the waning moon thrust out a sword.
Zhao Yufan looked at the sword wielded by Can Yue without moving, with a hint of surprise on his face.
Her sword was several times more powerful than before.
When the sword came to Zhao Yufan, it suddenly turned and stabbed the bowl in the little fat man's hand strangely.
Zangyue is very smart.
Everything is caused by this bowl.
As long as he breaks the bowl, everything will be solved.
Zhao Yufan looked at Cangyue in shock and took a few steps back.
The others couldn't help but exclaimed when they noticed that Zang Yue's sword suddenly changed direction.
The little fat man who was about to put the broken bowl into the storage ring was startled.
In the blink of an eye, the bowl in his hand was shattered by the sword.
Looking at the broken bowl, the little fat man's chubby face suddenly turned gloomy, "What are you doing?
If you can't afford it, why should you break the bowl?
Are you Qinglan Sect people so overbearing?"
Can Yue was at a loss for words, holding the sword in a daze for a long time, and then said indifferently: "I'm sorry, I'll accompany the money."
"Ten million."
The little fat man tilted his head, obviously there was no room for negotiation.
Cangyue didn't answer, but took out all the things in the storage ring and said coldly: "I'll give you everything."
The little fat man squinted at the things on the ground, still tilting his head, frowning and said: "If it's not enough, I'll give you at least five million."
Cangyue looked around with some embarrassment, hoping to see people from the same sect and get help from them, but unfortunately there was no one from the Qinglan Sect around.
Zhao Yufan saw the embarrassment on her face and couldn't help but take a step forward, squatting in front of the pile of items she took out, sorting out ten thousand spiritual stones from it, throwing it to the little fat man, and said with a sly smile: "I bought this broken bowl.
According to the The price just now should be 10,000 spirit stones, do you think it’s enough?”
Hearing this, everyone looked at the masked man strangely, not knowing what he wanted to do.
The little fat man stared with round eyes, obviously not believing what the masked man said, but after confirming that the masked man was not joking, his fat face suddenly burst into tears.
"You guys, are you guys working together to trick me?"
The aggrieved look on the little fat man's face made everyone laugh, and Canyue seemed to be smiling happily too.
Zhao Yufan looked at the little fat man with innocent eyes, sympathizing with his plight, but who made Canyue his friend.
Looking up at Zangyue, he said in an unquestionable tone: "Put your things away."
Canyue was stunned and didn't react.
This person was really weird.
He had humiliated their Qinglan Sect just now.
Why was he helping her now?
"Hurry up!"
Zhao Yufan couldn't help but urge him when he saw that Cangyue didn't respond.
Cangyue obediently knelt down and put the items into the storage ring.
From time to time, she would look at the masked man in front of her, always feeling a bit familiar.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way" Suddenly, there was a commotion from behind the crowd.
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As the crowd dispersed, dozens of Qinglan Sect disciples and elder Wang Xinhua emerged from behind
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