As soon as the price of two thousand gold coins came out, the fat on the fat businessman's face shook violently. He wanted to slap himself in the face at this moment, why didn't he call the deal later
No, we must not let this thousand gold coins slip away. Thinking of this, he quickly shouted loudly, "Someone has offered two thousand gold coins. Is there anything higher than this..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt a little cold on his neck. He lowered his head subconsciously and saw a gleaming white sharp knife resting on his neck.
"You... you quickly let go... This is the gathering point of the Yuexianmen Conference. Do you dare to commit murder?" The fat businessman stumbled in the first half of the sentence, but then he seemed to have figured it out. Mo Wuji did not dare to do anything, and his words became... Much more fluent.
It was Mo Wuji who held the knife on the fat businessman's neck. Seeing Mo Wuji use the knife, many people looked at him in surprise. As the fat businessman said, if you dare to use the knife here, it is like an old man hanging himself because he dislikes his longevity.
Mo Wuji chuckled, "Fat man, you have just agreed to my price, which means that the verbal contract between us has been completed. At this time, neither you nor I can go back on it. You also know that this is Yuexian A gathering point for the Yuexian Sect Conference. If the Immortal Master knew that you dared to do illegal business here, went back on your words, ignored the rules set by the Immortal Master, acted wildly at the gathering point of the Yuexian Sect Conference, and unilaterally tore up the verbal contract, Do you know what will happen?”
Mo Wuji deliberately paused and sneered again, "I'm afraid that you have earned money but you have no life to spend. I'm not busy killing you, I just need to report it to the Immortal Master here."
After speaking, Mo Wuji really put away the sharp knife and looked at the fat businessman with disdain.
Cold sweat broke out on the fat businessman's face. If Mo Wuji didn't pursue the matter, he would be fine. But how could a guy who dared to offer a thousand gold coins to buy a female slave not be held accountable after suffering such a loss? He only saw the gold coins just now and forgot about the danger.
It would definitely not work if he was trying to cheat. With so many people seeing and hearing him, he could cheat and die quickly.
"Haha, I'm sorry to go. I made a mistake just now. I was blinded by money, and I forgot that I had reached an agreement with you." A flattering smile appeared on the fat man's face, and he handed the chain and a key to the woman to Mo. Wuji. A life is more important than a thousand gold coins.
Mo Wuji snorted, opened the chain, and threw away the key and chain. At the same time, he took out one thousand and one gold coins and one copper coin from his pocket and threw them to the fat businessman.
If it weren't for saving this girl who might be his own family, he would definitely not be so easy to talk to. Even if you want to buy it, you will only be given fifty to one hundred gold coins at most.
But Mo Wuji didn't care. After seeing the fat man selling a woman from the Northern Qin County Prince's family, he had no intention of letting the fat man go.
The man with the folding fan had a gloomy expression, but he did not dare to challenge all the rules and regulations of the Immortal Yuanmen Conference. He could only watch helplessly as Mo Wuji took the girl away from the fat businessman.
The fat businessman quickly flattered the man with the folding fan and said humbly, "Sir, I have someone better here. Not only is No. 31 beautiful, he is also proficient in all kinds of music. When it comes to serving people, No. 31 It’s the best here…”
"Really? Fatty, you have something better that you didn't call out earlier. I want the number 31, too. I'll bid one thousand gold coins." Mo Wuji said continuously without waiting for the man with the folding fan to speak.
The man with the folding fan was slapped in the face by Mo Wuji just now, and he was already furious after losing face. The reason why he has not had an attack so far is entirely because he is afraid of the rules of the Yuexianmen Conference. Now that No. 31 comes out and Mo Wuji loses his face, how can he fail again? He doesn't believe that a servant can compete with him for money
"Two thousand gold coins." The man with the folding fan stared at Mo Wuji with disdain, and his bidding voice was also somewhat arrogant.
The fat businessman was stunned. Before he called out the number thirty-one, the two guys started bidding. Then he was pleasantly surprised, this was still going to make him a fortune.
"Three thousand gold coins." Mo Wuji shouted casually.
"Five thousand."
"Six thousand..."
"Ten thousand gold coins!" The man with the folding fan was so excited that even a little ant servant dared to be so arrogant.
Mo Wuji saw a slightly older man saying a few words into the folding fan man's ear. The blood on the folding fan man's face receded a bit, and his eyes calmed down from the madness.
"Yes, he is indeed a wealthy owner. I really can't afford so much money." After saying that, Mo Wuji pulled the girl he bought and said to the completely stunned Ding Buer, " Bu Er, let’s go.”
At this time, the man with the folding fan didn't know that Mo Wuji was trying to trick him. The veins on his forehead were clearly visible in anger, and he wished he could immediately order someone to scratch Mo Wuji's thin skin for cramps. It's a pity that this is not his monarchy, and he simply doesn't have the guts to do this.
"Jia Jing, pay." The folding fan man snorted. He was not even in the mood to see what girl No. 31 looked like, so he turned around and left.
The proudest thing is the fat businessman. Today, he has made profits for a year or two just by relying on these two female slaves.
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"Wuji, that fat guy is not a good guy either. Although you tricked that annoying guy, you got the advantage of the fat guy." Ding Buer said as he followed Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji smiled and said, "Taking advantage of him? Haha, let's talk about it when we get back."
If he dared to sell a member of the Mo family as a female slave, Mo Wuji had already regarded this fat man as a dead person. The reason why he dared to pay a high price was that he was not afraid of actually paying.
"I'm going to see Brother Zhen and Eleven Niang. You should go back first." Ding Buer knew that Mo Wuji had something to say to this girl from the Mo family, so he took the initiative to avoid it.
Mo Wuji brought the girl into the tent and pulled up the tent.
The girl stared at Mo Wuji warily. In her opinion, Mo Wuji, the man with the folding fan, and the obese businessman were all the same type of people, and they were all the type of people she hated.
"What's your name?" Mo Wuji ignored the girl's vigilance and asked after sitting down.
"Mo Xiangtong." After the girl said her name, she still pursed her lips and looked at Mo Wuji warily.
"What do you call Mo Tiancheng, the prince of Northern Qin County?" Mo Wuji asked again.
Mo Xiangtong was not surprised. Everyone knew that she was from Northern Qin County. "Prince Tiancheng is my uncle, and my father and Prince Tiancheng are cousins."
Mo Wuji stared at Mo Xiangtong in surprise. After a long time, this Mo Xiangtong was actually a generation older than him. Logically speaking, he should be called Aunt Mo Xiangtong.
"My name is Mo Wuji, and Mo Tiancheng is my grandfather. So you understand why I want to save you." Mo Wuji felt a little emotional, and then explained.
When Mo Xiangtong heard Mo Wuji's words, she was even more shocked than Mo Wuji. She was stunned for a while, and then she asked uncertainly, "Are you His Highness the Little Prince..."
Mo Wuji smiled bitterly and said, "What a little prince, I'm probably the only direct lineage of the prince. The prince of Northern Qin no longer belongs to our Mo family."
Mo Xiangtong's whole body trembled, her eyes were red, and tears burst out.
(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends!)
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