Chapter 66 Song Zhexia: I like being insulted

Chapter 66 Song Zhexia: I like being insulted

In the courtyard, Nan Wuyan carefully looked at the girl who was pouring tea for him. After confirming again and again that she had not tampered with the tea, he took a sip with confidence.

After drinking tea for a while, Nan Wuyan was too lazy to waste time with her and got straight to the point, "Actually, I came here today just for the flint..."

He was halfway through his words when a sharp wind blew in the courtyard. Just as Nan Wuyan was about to continue speaking, he saw the girl opposite him start to cry. "Oh, oh, oh, Sect Leader Nan, you have such a loud voice. You scared me."

Nan Wuyan:?

Horse riding!

You started crying just because I said something?

Even fraud is not so direct, right? !

Glancing at the tears in her eyes, Nan Wuyan's resentment grew even stronger. He lowered his voice and asked, "What about now?"

"Can not be done."

Song Zhexia sighed softly, put her jade-like smooth fingers on her chin, frowned, and said, "I still feel a little uncomfortable."

"Maybe it's because the wound hasn't healed yet. My eyes have been hurting so much these past few days that I can hardly see anything."

Nan Wuyan couldn't figure out what she wanted to say for a moment, so he could only force a smile and continue to ask: "Why do you think so?"

"Hey."

Song Zhexia's face was full of gloom: "As soon as I opened the space bag, I couldn't see the spirit stones anymore."

Nan Wuyan: “…”

Damn, are you hinting at me giving you money?!

"My little friend."

Nan Wuyan gritted his teeth and said, "How can something like eyesight be cured by spirit stones alone?"

"Oh."

Song Zhexia narrowed his eyes and said, "I understand what you mean."

"What you brought is a treasure that is more useful than spirit stones, right?"

"..."

Nan Wuyan almost flipped the table.

How can this be a patient?

He is almost sick from being angry!

Nan Wuyan clenched the teacup tightly, and his neck was covered with blood.

He looked at Song Zhexia's fair and soft face, closed his eyes, and with a resigned look, he took out a small bag of spirit stones from his arms and handed it to her.

Song Zhexia took the spirit stone and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Thank you for your concern, Master Nan."

[Wow, I didn’t expect this guy to be such a miser.]

Seeing that she was satisfied, Nan Wuyan suppressed his anger and asked again: "Can the price of the flint be cheaper?"

Unexpectedly, Song Zhexia looked embarrassed and raised his eyebrows at him and said, "It's not that I don't want to agree, but the number of flints has actually decreased a lot, and I'm afraid it's difficult for Sect Leader Nan to meet his request."

[Please, it's just such a small amount of money, it's hard for me to give in.]

Nan Wuyan: “…”

It’s too dark.

Nan Wuyan thought secretly.

Qianqiu Pavilion is indeed the number one defaulting sect in the world of cultivation.

He just came in once, and almost all the valuables on him were taken away!

Nan Wuyan gritted his teeth, took out a large bag of spirit stones from his pocket again, and said with pain: "How about this?"

Song Zhexia smiled slightly, "Hey, since Sect Leader Nan is so sincere, I will give you a chance."

Finally, when she gave in, Nan Wuyan breathed a sigh of relief, "Then you must do what you say!"

"Don't worry." Song Zhexia assured: "We are in this business, and we value integrity."

[So I only talk about honesty, but never practice it.]

Wei Jinyou: “…”

He squinted his eyes lazily, watching Song Zhexia specially send Nan Wuyan out the door, and a sneer escaped from his throat.

The blood python didn't understand what he was thinking. It only knew that its master was in a bad mood again. It was afraid that he would take his anger out on itself, so it quickly hid far away.

In the courtyard, Nan Wuyan had just stepped out of the door when Bai Ruoshui stepped in, looking very gloomy.

After all, no one would laugh if they just lost five hundred taels of spirit stones playing chess.

When he sat down, he took out a handkerchief to wipe the tears from his eyes, and said to Song Zhexia: "Actually, I came here today..."

"Well, to be honest!" Song Zhexia interrupted him directly and looked at him solemnly.

Bai Ruoshui's mind went blank for a moment, and then he saw her take out a large bag of spirit stones from her bosom, and said solemnly: "Master Nan just secretly handed me a large bag of spirit stones, and told me to leave all the flints to him alone."

Song Zhexia rubbed his brows in embarrassment, "The number of flints is limited, I'm afraid I can't sell it to you."

“How could Nan Wuyan do this?!” Bai Ruoshui stood up in a rage, cursing Nan Wuyan in her heart, and slammed the table, “I’ll give you double what he gave you!”

"Well, actually..."

Song Zhexia buried his face low, trying hard to hold back his laughter, and said dignifiedly: "I just want to understand Master Bai's sincerity."

[Double is too little, it should be at least five times! ! ! ]

The young man on the tree half-closed his eyelids, his pupils trembled slightly, and he let out a light "tsk" sound.

This woman is really a money-grubber.

Bai Ruoshui didn't quite understand Song Zhexia's thoughts. She was confused and put back the two large bags of spirit stones she had just taken out. She said cautiously, "That's right. For someone as pure and noble as you, talking about something as vulgar as money must be an insult to you!"

Song Zhexia: "I have a problem with my thinking. I like being insulted."

"..."

How could this be? !

While Bai Ruoshui was still at a loss, Song Zhexia sighed again, stretched out his hand and gestured, "Master Bai, you haven't insulted me enough."

"..."

These younger generations are really shady.

After an incense stick of time, Bai Ruoshui also stepped out of the door and met Nan Wuyan.

The two looked at each other, secretly cursing each other as a stupid teammate, but with a smile on their faces, "How was the talk, Master Bai?"

Bai Ruoshui thought to herself that she was almost killed thanks to you, old bastard. "It's OK. Where's Sect Leader Nan?"

"Hahaha……"

Nan Wuyan laughed dryly and said, "Me too."

As they were chatting, the door in front of them was suddenly pushed open. "Come, there are fruits of wisdom on the wisdom tree, and you and I under the wisdom tree!"

Nan Wuyan looked carefully and found that Song Zhexia came out holding a crystal panel. The crystal was of high quality and translucent. Under the sunlight, it showed several glittering large characters -

"VIP members can grab the spiritual stone treasure."

In front of the two, Song Zhexia explained with a smile: "I know that both of you came to our Qianqiu Pavilion to buy flint with sincerity. To be fair, everything will be left to luck."

"360 shots are guaranteed, and the reward for the Glory Treasure is ten carts of flint. Each draw costs one hundred taels of spirit stones, and there are various small gifts for feedback along the way. Even if you are unlucky, the guaranteed price is only thirty-six thousand taels of spirit stones. Isn't it a good deal, you two?"

Nan Wuyan:?

Bai Ruoshui: ???