Swire Overlord

Chapter 299 Ten Thousand Listening to a Story
The little fat man didn't expect there to be such a weird person in the world. He looked at the masked man in astonishment, and said with a little interest, "100 million, I'll sell it to you!"

"Give me 100 million, and I will help you accept this broken bowl."

"50 for you!"

"Give me 50, and I will accept this bowl for you."

The two asked and answered, which made the people around them stunned.

Soon, their price was reduced to [-].

1 yuan to buy a broken bowl is considered a sky-high price.

At this moment, Can Yue suddenly said, "I'll buy [-]."

The little fat man pursed his lips, waved his hands and said, "If you buy it, it's still 1000 million. Only he can buy it for [-]."

Can Yue's eyebrows sank, she looked at the little fat man with displeasure, and then looked at the masked man, with a hint of anger in her eyes. This man deliberately lowered the price, obviously to humiliate the suzerain of the Qinglan Sect.

Realizing that Can Yue was looking at him, Zhao Yufan chuckled, and continued to sarcastically say, "Little fat man, tell me something of your conscience, how much is this bowl of Qinglan Sect Master worth?"

The little fat man's eyes wandered over Zhao Yufan and Can Yue, holding the broken bowl in his hand, he answered pertinently: "For the people of the Qinglan Sect, this broken bowl is priceless, 1000 million is not expensive, but for others Speaking of which, this bowl is really worthless."

Blinking his eyes, Zhao Yufan smiled strangely: "Hey, if you tell me about the begging of Qinglan Sect Master, I'll give you 100 million, how about it?"

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback. At first they thought Zhao Yufan had no money, but now his tone gave off the impression that he was very rich.

Suddenly, everyone came to their senses. It turned out that the man in the mask bargained with the little fat man just now because he simply wanted to humiliate the Qinglan sect master.

100 million to tell a story, this story is too valuable.

The anger in Can Yue's eyes became even stronger, and she was vaguely unable to control it, and was about to explode.

The little fat man seemed to understand Zhao Yufan's intentions, nodded very cooperatively, and told the story from a long time ago.

"The matter starts from when the sect master of Qinglan was young. He was just a junior warrior. He was robbed on the road, his beloved woman was disfigured, and he ran away. He had no money and had no money because he was seriously injured. He made a living by begging, and then he was so hungry that he couldn’t help it, so he went to my Qian’s house to ask for help, and this bowl stayed in Qian’s house! ”

After listening to his story, everyone couldn't help discussing and analyzing the truth of the matter.

Can Yue's face turned red with anger, she didn't believe such a thing at all, holding the long sword in her hand, he glared at the little fat man and Zhao Yufan, feeling that the two belonged together.

Zhao Yufan listened very carefully, looking at the serious look on the little fat man, he couldn't help asking: "Why is his beloved woman disfigured? Could it be that he won't protect his own woman?"

"Cough, cough, cough." The little fat man coughed a few times, and replied with a little deep meaning: "In times of crisis, people will put their own interests first. I think... the suzerain of the Qinglan sect must have been afraid of death, so he decided to Give up the woman you love."

As soon as the words fell, Can Yue angrily reprimanded: "Nonsense!"

Zhao Yufan shook his head bitterly, and comforted him: "Don't be angry, I feel that your suzerain is that kind of person, and what he has done in these years is enough to be regarded as a despicable villain."

"Shut up!" Can Yue glared at the masked man in front of her, pulled out her sword abruptly, and said sharply, "If you dare to talk nonsense, I'll cut off your tongue."

Zhao Yufan stuck out his tongue, as if he was provoking Wanyue.

The people around quickly dispersed to give them a place to fight.

In the empty surroundings, Zhao Yufan and Canyue stood opposite each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.The little fat man squatted awkwardly between the two of them, tidied up the items on the stall in a panic, and complained: "Oh, can you two do it? It's such a trouble. A good business has been disrupted by you two. Hurry up if you want to fight." Fight, I still have to do business after the fight."

The cold wind blows, and the waning moon stabs out a sword.

Zhao Yufan looked at Canyue's sword unmoved, his expression flashed with surprise, her sword was several times stronger than before.

The sword came in front of Zhao Yufan, turned suddenly, and pierced strangely at the bowl in the little fat man's hand.

Wan Yue is very smart, everything is caused by this bowl, as long as he smashes the bowl, everything will be solved.

Zhao Yufan looked at Canyue in astonishment, and took a few steps back abruptly.

The rest of them couldn't help but exclaimed when they noticed that Wan Yue's sword suddenly changed direction.

The little fat man who was about to put the broken bowl into the storage ring was taken aback. 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 darkened instantly, "What are you doing? Let it be if you can't afford it, why did you break the bowl? Are you people from the Qinglan Sect so overbearing?"

Can Yue was at a loss for words, held the sword in a daze for a while, and then said indifferently: "I'm sorry! I'll accompany Qian!"

"1000 million!" The little fat man tilted his head sideways, obviously there was no room for negotiation.

Can Yue didn't answer, just took out all the things in the storage ring, and said in a cold voice: "Everything is for you!"

The little fat man squinted at the things on the ground, still kept his head tilted, frowned and said, "Not enough! At least 500 million!"

Can Yue looked around with some embarrassment, hoping to see people from the same sect and get their help, but unfortunately there was no one from Qinglan Sect around.

Seeing her perplexed face, Zhao Yufan couldn't help taking a step forward, squatting in front of the pile of items she took out, and took out [-] spirit stones from it, threw them to the little fat man, and said with a sly smile: "I bought this broken bowl, according to The price just now should be [-] spirit stones, you can see if it is enough."

Hearing this, everyone looked at the masked man strangely, not knowing what he wanted to do.The little fat man stared at his round eyes, obviously not believing what the masked man said, but after confirming that the masked man was not joking, his fat face immediately burst into mourning.

"You guys, are you playing tricks on me together?"

The aggrieved expression of the little fat man couldn't help but make everyone laugh, and Wan Yue seemed to be smiling happily too.

Zhao Yufan looked at the little fat man with innocent eyes, sympathizing with his experience, but who made Wanyue his friend.Looking up at Can Yue, he said in an unquestionable tone: "Put away your things."

Can Yue was stunned for a moment, but didn't realize it, this person is really weird, just now they humiliated Qing Lanzong, why are they helping her now?

"Hurry up!" Zhao Yufan couldn't help urging seeing that Canyue didn't respond.

Can Yue obediently squatted down, put the items into the storage ring, and looked at the masked man in front of her from time to time, always feeling a little familiar.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion behind the crowd.As the crowd dispersed, dozens of Qinglan sect disciples and elder Wang Xinhua emerged from behind.

(End of this chapter)