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 a few times 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 saying this, he felt something cold on his neck. He subconsciously lowered his head and saw a white sharp knife resting on his neck.
"You... let go quickly... This is the gathering point of the Yuexianmen Conference. Do you dare to commit murder?" The fat businessman stumbled over the first half of the sentence, but then he seemed to have figured it out. Mo Wuji didn't dare to do anything, and he couldn't speak.
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. Just as the fat businessman said, if you dare to use the knife here, it means that the old man has hanged himself.
I despise myself for living too long.
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 knows that you dare to do illegal business here, go back on your words, ignore the rules set by the Immortal Master, act wildly at the gathering point of the Yuexian Sect Conference, and unilaterally tear up the verbal contract,
Do you know what will happen?"
Mo Wuji paused deliberately and sneered a few more times, "I'm afraid that you've earned money but not your life. I'm not busy killing you. I just need to report it to the Immortal Master here."
After saying that, Mo Wuji actually 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 case, he would be fine. But how could a guy who dared to offer a thousand gold coins to buy a female slave not pursue the case after suffering such a loss? He only saw gold coins just now.
Forgot about the danger.
It would definitely not work if he was cheating. So many people saw and heard him. If he was cheating, he would die quickly.
"Haha, I'm sorry, I made a mistake just now. I was so blinded by money that 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 small 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 the purpose of saving this girl who might be his own family, he would definitely not be so easy to talk to. Even if he wanted to buy it, he would only give 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 Yuanxian Sect 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 a better one 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 31st too, and I'll bid you one thousand gold coins." Mo Wuji didn't even wait for the man with the folding fan to speak, and kept saying.
The man with the folding fan was slapped in the face by Mo Wuji just now, and he was already very angry after losing face. The reason why he has not had an attack until now is entirely because he is afraid of the rules of the Yuexianmen Conference. Now a number 31 comes out, and Mo Wuji falls for him
Face, how could he fail again? He didn't believe that a servant could 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 also had some arrogance.
The fat businessman was stunned. Before he even called out the number thirty-one, the two guys started bidding. Then he was pleasantly surprised. This was 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 rich master. 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 angry forehead were exposed, and he wished he could immediately order someone to scratch Mo Wuji for cramps. Unfortunately, this was not his monarchy, and he simply couldn't
Don't have the guts to do that.
"Jia Jing, pay." The folding fan man snorted, not even in the mood to see what girl No. 31 looked like, so he turned around and left.
The most proud thing is that fat businessman. Today, he has made profits for one or two years 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 an advantage over 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 man. The reason why he dared to pay a high price was because 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 with 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 with a wary expression. 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 the Northern Qin Kingdom. "Prince Tiancheng is my uncle, and my father and Prince Tiancheng are cousins."
Mo Wuji stared at Mo Xiangtong in surprise. After wondering for 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 asked uncertainly, "You are His Highness the Little County 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 welled up in her eyes.
(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends!)