After the auction ended, the guests left one after another. Before leaving, many people invariably glanced in Lu Chen's direction.
Secretly guessing who he is!
With such a generous spend, it couldn't be that some dandy kid from a big family was squandering it here!
Just thinking about it makes me feel ridiculous for the family behind him.
Dare to spend 100,000 gold to buy a slave girl, such a generous sum, it is really rich.
After about a while, Lu Chen brought Zhao Xiaozhu to the back hall to settle the bill. The person who received him was still the apparent shopkeeper of Linglong Pavilion, Qiu Wanjun!
In addition to Qiu Wanjun, there are two of their confidants in the back hall. Judging from their strength, they are estimated to be at the peak of Houtian. They all have swords hanging on their waists, masks with ghost faces on their faces, and are dressed in Tsing Yi.
The two guards escorted the embarrassed woman in blue with expressionless faces.
"Young master Lu, right? I've long admired your name!" Qiu Wanjun said to Lu Chen with his hands in hand, smiling like a spring breeze.
Lu Chen swept his eyes across the group of people, nodded and said, "Where is the person I want?"
"Look, the person has been brought here, right behind me. I don't know how you settled the bill. One hundred thousand gold is not a small amount. It would be much more convenient if we had a banknote!" Qiu Wanjun said with a smile.
Qiu Wanjun looked harmless, but deep down he was secretly sizing up Lu Chen in front of him.
He has sword-like eyes and eyebrows, he is handsome and handsome, and his whole body exudes a transcendent temperament, like a handsome nobleman, looking like a jade tree facing the wind, and he is unrestrained and unrestrained!
Especially his pair of deep eyes, which seem to contain the endless starry sky, mysterious and unpredictable.
However, since the other party dared to bid for the items in their Linglong Pavilion, Qiu Wanjun was not afraid that the other party would dare to default on their account.
You know, the master behind Linglong Pavilion is one of the ten strongest men in Canglan Continent, Fu Xingkui, known as the Thunderbolt Sword Saint!
"One hundred thousand gold is indeed not a small amount. Look, I don't have that much silver with me. Can we make a note first and give it to you later when we have time!" Lu Chen said with a smile.
When Qiu Wanjun heard this, he was stunned. He couldn't get 100,000 gold to set up a written document. What did this mean?
This is obviously an attempt to default on the debt!
One hundred thousand gold is not a small amount of money. Even if those large families want to come up with such a large amount of money at once, it will be very difficult.
Since Qiu Wanjun became the shopkeeper of Linglong Pavilion, he has been good at dealing with all kinds of troubles and has encountered countless difficult customers. However, as long as he mentions the powerful background of Linglong Pavilion, those young people will all be afraid of him.
Really complete the transaction.
Linglong Pavilion has a good reputation, and the power in this area of Niujiao City is overwhelming, so few people stir up trouble.
It's been a long time since he saw such a difficult customer.
When the other party made the bid in the lobby just now, he was so wealthy and powerful. Now when it came time to hand over the money with one hand and hand it over to the person with the other, now he just had to give him a written receipt.
You think he, Qiu Wanjun, is just a bastard.
"What do you mean, your Excellency? You just want to set up a document to take someone away after offering you 100,000 gold. Do you think my Linglong business is a game? Don't toast me or eat the fine wine, my Linglong Pavilion's account is not that good!" Qiu Wan
Jun's originally warm smile quickly turned cold, and his words were filled with unkindness.
The two swordsmen in green behind them also grunted, their palms already touching the hilts of their swords.
"You are businessmen, and it is not a good thing to use force against your customers!" Lu Chen's mouth curled up, and his eyes stared coldly at his opponent. His cold pupils glowed with a strange blue light, and there seemed to be a vast world hidden deep in his eyes.
, suspended with countless stars, mysterious and unpredictable.
A powerful and powerful mental force spread out, covering Qiu Wanjun and the other three, and the whole world became dark.
In an instant, there was a loud bang, and Qiu Wanjun and his two subordinates' consciousness sank. They were horrified to find that all the light around them suddenly disappeared.
The world in front of them became pitch black, except for the pair of dazzling eyes in front of them, staring at them coldly.
It was as if a god was observing them.
The omnipotent God!
That terrifying aura of fear made Qiu Wanjun and the others tremble in their souls. They were sweating profusely and had a look of fear on their faces.
"Can I take that woman away?" Lu Chen said softly.
But every word he spoke was like a thunderclap ringing in the ears of Qiu Wanjun and the others, and their consciousness became muddled.
Qiu Wanjun has only reached the peak acquired level, and his spiritual world is vulnerable to Lu Chen.
If Lu Chen is willing, his spiritual consciousness can be turned into substance, condensed into an invisible sword and pierced into the opponent's mind, causing him to die suddenly on the spot.
"Can I take that woman away?" Lu Chen said again, this time his tone became very cold, and the invisible evil aura surged in like an overwhelming wave, swallowing him up quickly, making him unable to resist.
idea.
"A strong man, a master who is as strong as his master!" Qiu Wanjun looked at the majestic Lu Chen in front of him, as if he saw a thousand-foot high mountain lying in front of him, and a wave of turmoil suddenly arose in his heart.
"It turns out he is a peak swordsman. Please forgive me for my short-sightedness! The woman will be taken away. Linglong Pavilion dare not stop her at all." Qiu Wanjun half-knelt on the ground and said respectfully.
Qiu Wanjun had no idea what level Lu Chen's strength had reached. He just felt that the opponent's strength was unfathomable and mistakenly thought he was a top master who was almost the same as their master.
Lu Chen glanced at him condescendingly, waved his hand, and a ray of energy shot out. The iron chain locking the woman in blue broke instantly and fell to the ground with a clang.
The two swordsmen in green were so frightened that they took several steps back and did not dare to step forward to stop them.
The woman in blue lowered her head and glanced at the cracked handcuffs, a flash of astonishment suddenly flashed through her beautiful eyes.
"Follow me!" Lu Chen said calmly, with irresistible momentum in his words.
Zhao Xiaozhu was well aware of the strength of Mr. Lu, so he cleverly stepped forward, pulled the woman in blue out of the back hall, and followed Lu Chen out of Linglong Pavilion in a swaggering manner.
After Lu Chen left, Qiu Wanjun's legs softened and he collapsed, his whole body dripping with sweat and his eyes filled with fear.
When he was stared at by Lu Chen, he felt as if he was being stared at by a peerless beast, which made him breathless.
Thinking about it now makes my scalp numb and my heart palpitations.
If this person had just had murderous intention towards him and killed him with one move, it would be too unjust for him to die because of Qiu Wanjun.
Sword Saint-level experts are very rare in Canglan Continent. Almost every one of them is a well-known figure on the continent. Although Qiu Wanjun has never seen many of them, he has heard about these top masters.
Over the years, he has received many sword masters, but he has never seen such a domineering one.
This person has reached such a profound state at such a young age and is so unfamiliar. Who could he be?
Even Linglong Pavilion is not afraid of them. It seems that they are definitely not ordinary sword masters!
"If you dare to offend our Linglong Pavilion, the other party must have a lot of background. This matter cannot be dismissed so easily. Report it to the master first and let him make a decision!"
Qiu Wanjun frowned and thought, and ordered the two swordsmen in green to quickly go out and follow the three people, leaving marks along the way for easy tracking.
He quickly got up and left the back hall, rode a fast horse through the bustling streets, quickly rushed out of Niujiao City, and went straight to the depths of the towering Niujiao Mountain behind.
Deep in the mist-shrouded mountains of Yunshan, there is a simple thatched house with a flying spring next to it.
With a rumble, the waterfall that was more than ten feet high fell from the sky next to it, like a series of waves crashing down, splashing countless water splashes.
A two-foot-long sword was stuck next to the pool, and its surface was covered with complex secret patterns shaped like thunder and lightning.
Next to him was an old man in a cloud robe sitting cross-legged. His body was as dry as firewood, his eyes were indifferent, and his cheek had a deep visible scar, giving him an evil aura.
He sat cross-legged next to the flying spring, like an old monk sitting still, motionless, looking at the waterfall with a pair of bright eyes, lost in thought, and seemed to have some insights.
At this moment, a human figure swept quickly from the bottom of the mountain, like an ape, speeding through the woods, and arrived at the edge of the waterfall in almost a short time.
"Master, something big has happened in Linglong!" The person who came was naturally Qiu Wanjun, with an anxious look on his face.
A mysterious strong man suddenly appeared in Niujiao City, forcefully forced Linglong Pavilion, and quietly took away the goods. This is not a small matter.
If it is not handled properly, it will inevitably have an impact on Linglong Pavilion's reputation, so it must be treated with caution.
Qiu Wanjun knew the seriousness of the matter, so he did not dare to be careless and came to Niujiao Mountain to report to the master behind Linglong Pavilion.
Hearing his subordinate's voice, Fu Xingkui frowned and said with a cold expression: "What happened? Why are you so flustered? This is not like you normally!"
Qiu Wanjun didn't waste any time. He went straight to the point and explained his purpose, telling the story of his meeting Lu Chen and the transaction he had with him from beginning to end.
After calmly listening to his subordinate's words, Fu Xingkui's expression suddenly changed.
"Oh, according to what you said, a mysterious guest came to Linglong Pavilion and forcefully forced you to hand over your things." Fu Xingkui said with evil eyes.
Qiu Wanjun nodded and repaid him truthfully, not daring to tell any lies!
Thunderbolt Sword Saint Fu Xingkui is not only a thunderous presence in Niujiao City, he is also a well-known and extremely powerful man in Canglan Continent.
Linglong Pavilion stands proudly in Niujiao City, so how can it be without support?
Qiu Wanjun believed that if he reported this matter to his master, he would definitely have the strength to solve the matter.
"Very good, I have made a breakthrough recently. I was worried that I could not find an opponent, but I didn't expect it to come to my door!"
"Come on, take me to meet this master. I want to see if he has any tricks!"
"You dare to act wild in our Linglong Pavilion. You are very courageous!" Fu Xingkui said nothing, drew his sword and turned around to leave. He was obviously a ruthless and resolute character.
Lu Chen took Zhao Xiaozhu and the woman in blue out of Linglong Pavilion, bought some simple daily necessities, and left Niujiao City directly.
A group of people are preparing to go to the snowy land and rivers.
