C580 Old Bald Donkey Is It Enough
C580 Old Bald Donkey Is It Enough
"Bang, bang, bang …"
Numerous transparent yellow Spirit Stone that were the size of a fist appeared out of thin air. More and more of them quickly fell to the ground, making muffled sounds as they appeared.
The Spirit Stone smashed onto the palm and Ye Xiaofan's bodies at a speed visible to the naked eye and quickly piled up into a small mountain, reaching a height of more than ten meters.
"Lie down. Tsk, there are so many Spirit Stone! "
"That should be around five hundred thousand yuan!"
"With so many Spirit Stone, it's even comparable to some big families' liquid funds!"
When the surrounding youths saw the mountain of Spirit Stone, all of their faces turned pale with fright.
"Old Bald Moron, are these enough to buy Fifth-rank Magical Instrument?"
Ye Xiaofan came out from the group of Spirit Stone. He hugged his arm and looked at the dumbfounded Sect Leader in the group of Spirit Stone with a playful look.
"A six year old child, how could he have so many Spirit Stone!"
The Sect Master laid in the midst of the Spirit Stone s, his old face full of shock as he said this in disbelief.
Now that Ye Xiaofan had confirmed his wealth of a million Spirit Stone, as a member of the Merchant Union, he naturally could not touch Ye Xiaofan anymore and had to apologize for offending Ye Xiaofan.
If he did not apologize and the chief found out, he would not be able to get anything good. The best case scenario would be him being expelled from the Merchant Union, and the worst case scenario would be that his power would be abolished, his resources would be taken away, and he would be thrown out of the Merchant Union.
"Clang clang!"
"Young master, what happened earlier was this old man's fault. I'm sorry."
"Young master, if you need anything, I'll introduce you!"
The manager quickly came out from the pile of debris. His face was no longer filled with contempt. At this moment, his old face was full of respect. He smiled and came in front of Ye Xiaofan.
"Hey, old man, is your face even a book? How can you flip through so fast? It doesn't seem like flipping through books is that quick, right?"
When Ye Xiaofan saw the face of the Sect Leader, a naughty smile appeared on his face as he jokingly said.
"Hehe, young master, didn't you want this Profound Sky Break before? The original price was four hundred and eighty thousand. This old man was the one who made the decision and only bought four hundred thousand for young master. What do you think?"
The manager looked embarrassed. He stood where he was and couldn't help but to smile apologetically. Then, he walked to the shelves, picked up the broken blade Ye Xiaofan had taken a fancy to, and respectfully said this to Ye Xiaofan.
He sold the four hundred thousand yuan for the broken sabre to Ye Xiaofan. As for the remaining eighty thousand, he had to pay for it himself. Thinking of this, the head of the hall felt a great pain in his heart.
He regretted offending Ye Xiaofan constantly in his heart. It was all his fault for looking down on others and losing eighty thousand Spirit Stone all of a sudden. He really wanted to give himself two slaps.
"Mm, help me wrap it up."
Ye Xiaofan nodded his head, and did not make things difficult for the head office. After all, the other party was a Incarnation Expert, and the other party had already apologized. If the other party continued to make things difficult for him, Ye Xiaofan would not be able to take the destruction of a Incarnation Expert.
"Alright!"
With a shout of joy, the Sect Leader brought the broken blade to the cabinet and wrapped it up in an exquisite box.
"Young Master, what else do you want?"
He wrapped the broken blade and returned to Ye Xiaofan's side.
Ye Xiaofan glanced at the artifacts on the shelves. He saw that the prices of these artifacts were either 400,000 or 500,000. The most expensive was 990,000.
"It's really expensive."
After Ye Xiaofan muttered to himself, he found the cheapest Fifth-rank Magical Instrument and had the head hall wrap it up.
After that, he straightforwardly let the Sect Leader go to the floor to count the Spirit Stone.
Before he left, Ye Xiaofan didn't forget to look back at the shelves. If it wasn't because he didn't have money, he really wanted to move all the shelves back home.