It's not that Tang San can't afford five hundred gold soul coins, but he and Xiao Wu are about to apply for Shrek Academy. Once admitted, they will need money for everything. They don't know how much Shrek's tuition is yet. He can't do it because of himself
The reasons affected him and Xiaowu to apply for the college. After all, this time they were no longer working-study students with tuition exemptions.
Looking at the dirty crystal with some reluctance, Tang San sighed in his heart, he could only find another chance in the future. Then he walked outside.
"If you leave because you don't have enough money, I can charge you two hundred gold coins first and give you the rest gradually. Just pay ten every month. But the interest will be 10%."
Xiao Wu found that she hated that loud-tongued voice, "Profiteer, why don't you die? You are just reaching under the coffin and asking for money."
Xiao Wu is easily impulsive, but Tang San is not an impulsive person. After hearing what the middle-aged man said, he was slightly startled. Pay ten gold coins every month? Does he know that I am a soul master at the level of a great soul master?
Otherwise, why does it happen to match my income?
Tang San was certain that in the previous process, the middle-aged man had not released a trace of soul power, so it was impossible for him to detect the strength of his and Xiao Wu's soul power. If under such circumstances, he could guess that he and Xiao Wu
Wu's martial spirit level, then this person would be too terrifying.
If Dai Mubai gave him a feeling of sharpness, then this middle-aged man who looked like a profiteer was unfathomable.
Tang San grabbed Xiao Wu's shoulders, shook his head at her, and signaled her not to be impulsive. He walked back into the shop and came to the middle-aged uncle, "Deal."
"Xiao San——" Xiao Wu called out in dissatisfaction, and Tang San shook his right hand behind her to signal her not to speak.
The middle-aged uncle finally opened his eyes again, just in time to see Tang San up close. His eyes fell on Tang San's waist, "Hey, where did you get this belt?"
Tang San's heart moved, "My teacher gave it to me. Do you know this belt?"
The middle-aged uncle sat up from the recliner, looked at the Twenty-Four Bridges on the Moonlit Night around Tang San's waist, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and he didn't say a word for a long time.
"You don't want to change the price again, do you?" Xiao Wu poked her head out from behind Tang San angrily.
The weirdness in the middle-aged uncle's eyes gradually disappeared, "You are actually his disciple. Take that crystal."
Tang San secretly breathed a sigh of relief, touched the moonlit night of Twenty-Four Bridge with his right hand, took out two bags of gold coins and handed them to the middle-aged man, "From now on, I will send ten gold coins here every week."
The middle-aged man waved his hand and lay back on the recliner, "No, I'll give you the crystal. It's not a valuable thing in the first place. You go ahead and don't disturb my sleep."
Gift? Tang San was stunned for a moment. The gap between the middle-aged man and the middle-aged man was too big. Before, he was asking for a price, but now he wanted to give it away. Subconsciously, Tang San already understood that the seemingly cunning middle-aged man in front of him was
The young man should know the master well.
While Tang San was thinking about it, Xiao Wu already held the crystal in her arms unceremoniously, "Xiao San, let's go, I'll save some people from regretting it."
Tang San looked at her dumbfounded and said, "How can we just ask for other people's things? Uncle, you'd better tell me a price."
The middle-aged man started to sway on the recliner again, but this time he didn't even say anything and ignored him at all.
Tang San looked at the crystal in Xiao Wu's arms, and then at the middle-aged man. If he had his usual temper, he would definitely not want this crystal, but the crystal in front of him was too important to him.
If he misses this opportunity, if someone else buys it, he may regret it for the rest of his life.
All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, and finally he quietly placed the two bags of gold soul coins in his hands on the ground, and then left the shop with Xiao Wu.
It was not until the two people left that the middle-aged man opened his eyes again, the cunning look on his face disappeared, and said to himself sadly: "His apprentice unexpectedly came to Soto City. At this time, with such soul power. It seems that,
They are going to Shrek Academy. Master, master, won't you avoid me this time?"
After leaving the weird shop, Xiao Wu finally couldn't help but ask: "Xiao San, why do you want this crystal? I have never seen you so eager to get something. The quality of this crystal is so poor, right?
What use can you make?"
Tang San took the crystal from Xiao Wu's hand, and while no one else was paying attention around him, he quickly put it into his Twenty-Four Bridges in the bright moonlit night, took Xiao Wu's hand, and said: "Let's go back to the hotel first."
The two of them didn't even have lunch. Tang San hurriedly took Xiao Wu all the way back to the hotel. At this time, he was in an extremely excited mood, and the palm of his hand holding Xiao Wu was already covered with a layer of blood.
Sweat.
Although Xiao Wu was usually noisy, once Tang San became serious, she became very well-behaved and followed Tang San back to the Rose Hotel.
After closing the door, Tang San quickly closed all the curtains around him, "Come, follow me to the bedroom."
Xiao Wu walked into the bedroom with him inexplicably. Tang San closed the curtains of the bedroom and closed the door. The excitement on his face could no longer be concealed. There was a look of obsession on his expression, and a trace of flush appeared on his face.
Xiao Wu subconsciously tugged at her chest, and a thought flashed through her mind. Could it be that he was infected by the atmosphere of this hotel and became more animalistic? No, definitely not, he is only twelve years old. I am
What are you thinking about? He is my brother, how could he have such dirty thoughts?