Yue Qianxun's face turned red, this time she was trying to make a fool of herself: "It's enough to live in for several years."
Xue Qing retracted her gaze from the banknote and replied calmly: "I'm sorry, I only accept cash here, not cash receipts."
"But, I only have some scraps of silver with me, but here are five hundred taels of silver notes." Yue Qianxun pressed the banknotes on the table and pointed at the banknotes in Xue Qing's hand, "Hey, aren't those banknotes?
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Five hundred taels! This is a lot of money. Luo Xishui looked at Xue Qing and saw that Xue Qing said tepidly: "This is the official banknote of the Western Empire Empire, which can be exchanged for cash at any time. As for yours,
, What if it’s fake? I told you that Tianxue Medical Center does not accept banknotes brought by private persons. This is a long-standing rule.”
"Nanrong Xueqing, they say friends come from far away. Is this how you treat your old friends?" Yue Qianxun tried her best to keep a smile on her handsome face.
"Old friend? I don't remember, I'm too familiar with you." Xue Qing responded, with no unnecessary expression on her face.
"You, how could you value money over justice and say such chilling words!" Yue Qianxun looked aggrieved. After all, she was a friend who had experienced hardships together. "You have no place to go and no store. I'll go there."
Where can I exchange money?"
"Well, considering that we have met several times, I will give you two options. One is to exchange the banknote yourself and stay here. The other is to temporarily mortgage your sword to me and I will send someone to get it."
Go get the silver with your check, and return the sword when you get the cash." Xue Qing said as she grabbed the little one in Luo Xishui's arms.
"Meow~" a bitter cat meowed. It really didn't want to fall into her hands, so it had no choice but to be caught and tortured again, and it would not die no matter how much it was tortured.
Yue Qianxun's face turned even redder from suppressing it, and she held the hilt of the sword on her waist. This sword is of great significance to Yue Qianxun as long as the person is there and the sword is there.
"Unless your banknote is fake, so I don't dare."
"Okay, just give it!"
Impulsively, Yue Qianxun handed his sword to Xue Qing. It was a sword with an extremely exquisite sheath. As soon as he took it out, Yue Qianxun already regretted it, but Xue Qing quickly snatched it away from him.
Jian: "Very good, deal. Come here, arrange the best place for Mr. Yue."
After Yue Qianxun left, Xue Qing played with the silver-white sword with great interest, but did not draw the sword.
"Master, who is he?"
"A good friend."
"What does the museum want his sword for?" Luo Xishui asked again. Tianxue Medical Center has many gold, silver, jewelry, and famous swords and treasures.
"Yue Qianxun is indeed not very famous. He speaks loudly, but his actions are relatively low-key. His skill in forging weapons is unparalleled in the world. His sword is called Shuiyun Sword, which gathers metal, wood, water, fire and earth.
The five elements are a sword that ushered in a new era in the world of casting." Xue Qing looked at the sword with admiration.
Luo Xishui was shocked. The young master just now was handsome, but he looked like a pretty boy. Unexpectedly, he was the legendary high-level divine fire caster who could gather the five elements into one!
A wicked smile appeared on Xue Qing's lips. Of course she wanted to keep this sword as her own. The sword was what the forger cared about the most. Xue Qing deliberately made him anxious, not wanting him to destroy the roof as soon as he came.
"Does Mr. Yue like Sister Qing?" Luo Xishui lowered his head slightly and asked cautiously.