Chapter 78: Too much pretense
The treasures here are too expensive, and each one starts at dozens of spirit stones.
"This is a high-quality sword." Qi Ran took Tang Wen to a wall hanging and pointed at the sword inlaid with a winged dragon hanging on the wall.
"Someone, bring me a piece of iron." Qi Ran took down his sword and shouted. Soon, his men brought an iron rod as thick as a finger.
"Master Tang, take a look and see if this iron is genuine."
Tang Wen didn't reach out to take it, but just glanced at it and nodded, "Good iron."
Snap, snap, snap…
Qi Ran suddenly made a move, and as the sword came out, it flashed with cold light.
He chopped down in the air, and with a few crisp sounds, the iron rod was chopped into pieces and scattered all over the ground.
"Under the sword of the highest quality, no matter how strong your body is, it will not be able to withstand it." Qi Ran said with a smug smile.
"Hehe, then you have to hit the opponent first." Tang Wen smiled.
"That's true..." Qi Ran was stunned, looked at Tang Wen and nodded.
"I want this sword." Tang Wen said.
"Master, it's very expensive." Upon hearing this, the butlers hurriedly said.
"How much?" Tang Wen asked.
"Master, it is indeed very expensive. Even in our Xuanbao Pavilion, there are not many swords of this kind, only a few. So, there is no need to put it out there. Only those who truly understand it and can afford it can come and talk about it." Qi Ran said.
"Tell me a number." Tang Wen said.
"I have to ask the deputy leader for instructions." Qi Ran said.
"Okay." Tang Wen nodded. Qi Ran nodded and went upstairs. Because there seemed to be an attic upstairs.
"Master, that sword is really expensive. Even our master hesitated for a year before buying one.
The real owner of Xuanbao Pavilion is called 'Fan Xihe', and the person in charge of Xuanbao Pavilion is his second brother 'Fan Dongfeng'.
This person is also a strong man of the second rank." said the housekeeper.
"Didn't Wu Jian Li say how much money?" Tang Wen asked.
"The master didn't say it, but the Li family has lost more than a dozen shops. The Li family's shops are all located in the bustling downtown area, and one shop costs at least ten spirit stones." said the butlers.
"Doesn't that mean that this sword costs at least two hundred spirit stones?" Tang Wen was also shocked.
"It won't be two hundred, at least three hundred. Otherwise, with the master's wealth, why would he hesitate for about a year before getting a sword?" said the butler.
The guy next to Mahler is too pretentious...
Tang Wen was a little overwhelmed. Soon, Master Qi came down to lead Tang Wen upstairs, and he had no choice but to go up.
There was indeed an attic upstairs, and in the attic there was a large living room, about a hundred square meters in size.
It is filled with exquisite porcelain, expensive chairs, and countless famous paintings on the walls.
After waiting for a while, a handsome young man pushed out a fair-skinned middle-aged man.
The man was quite handsome, but he looked quite weak.
Moreover, the man had to sit in a wheelchair and be pushed by others to move around.
Tang Wen glanced at the popularity above his head and couldn't help but talk a little.
The popularity was actually as big as a middle finger. Tang Wen just glanced at it and felt a chill piercing into his bones, causing him to shiver.
This should be caused by the pressure of the aura of a first-class strong man. He hasn't deliberately released his aura towards you.
If it was targeting you, Tang Wen would probably have sat down on the ground right now.
"My name is Fan Dongfeng. Master Tang, do you need the White Wing Sword?" Fan Dongfeng asked.
"Of course." Tang Wen nodded reluctantly.
"Since you are a distinguished guest at Senior Li Wujian's mansion, I can give you a 10% discount." Fan Dongfeng said.
"How...how much..." Butler Zhu couldn't help but ask, but his voice was trembling slightly.
"Ninety percent off, so three hundred," Fan Dongfeng said with a look of disapproval.
"Low-grade spirit stones?" asked the stewards.
"Of course it can't be gold." Fan Dongfeng glanced at the butlers with disdain.
"Well, Master Tang, I think you should prepare a little before coming over. It took my master a year back then." said the butler.
"Senior Li hesitated for a year not because of the spirit stone issue. His sword was custom-made, and it takes time to coordinate with his body." Fan Dongfeng snorted.
"I don't have that many spirit stones, but I have two things in exchange. Also, you have to bring a good quality void bag." Tang Wen said.
"Oh? What kind of treasure can be worth a high-quality sword and a medium-quality void bag?" Fan Dongfeng was stunned for a moment, stared at Tang Wen, and then said, "I want to see what treasures the master has to exchange?"
"The sword costs three hundred, and a mid-grade void bag costs two hundred, which together makes five hundred. It seems that what Master Bi took out must be an unparalleled treasure?" At this time, the young man who had been pushing the cart suddenly hummed.
"Would I dare to go upstairs if it wasn't a treasure?" Tang Wen responded indifferently.
Yu Guangzhong noticed that the butlers were sweating, probably because they thought that if they couldn't produce the spirit stones, it would be a big loss. Then, it would implicate him.
"Take it out! If it's really worth the price, I'll give you a top-grade Void Bag." The young man urged with a stern face.
"Can you make the decision?" Tang Wen deliberately provoked him.
Because he found that this young man looked only about twenty-three or twenty-four years old.
But the popularity of the person above him is not much less than Fan Dongfeng, and he must be at least a second-grade warrior.
A second-rank man in his twenties must be a brilliant person. He dares to boast so much, so his status in the Fan family must be quite high.
"My nephew Fanny is also the eldest son. This Xuanbao Pavilion belongs to him." Fan Dongfeng said.
"That's good!" Tang Wen nodded, took out a box from his travel bag and placed it on the table.
"Uncle, let me take a look first." Fanny walked to the table impatiently and opened the box.
I found that there were many small objects in the box. I couldn't help but frowned and asked, "What is this?"
"Cell phone!" Tang Wen said.
"What's a cell phone?" Fanny asked.
"This is a masterpiece by the master of mechanisms, unparalleled in the world." Tang Wen said.
"I don't see what's so special about it? Master Tang, you must understand the consequences of fooling my Fan family, even if you are a friend of Wu Jian Li." Fanny snorted.
"Does Xuanbao Pavilion have top-grade spirit stones?" Tang Wen asked.
"Of course!" Fanny sneered.
"That's good. I was really upset with the way you talked about my phone just now. So, I'm going to increase the price. Not only do I want a top-quality sword, but I also want a top-quality void bag and five top-quality spirit stones." Tang Wen said.
"Master Tang, you are going too far. Let's go back." Look, all the housekeepers are angry.
"Tell me what's so special about it. If it's worth it, I'll give it to you without hesitation. If it's not, I'll break your legs." Fanny was generous.
"Come here, I'll open your eyes and let you understand what the ultimate mechanical technique is." Tang Wen said as he turned on his cell phone.
Suddenly, the screen lit up.
Fan Dongfeng and the other man were stunned for a moment, including the butlers, who all stared at the screen with six eyes.
"Click!" Tang Wen pressed the button towards the living room. Then, he saw six dull eyes.
"How did the living room get into your phone? Is this also a void bag?" Fanny asked in surprise.
"That's the magic of it, not just the living room, but anything else, you can run into it just by pointing at it and pressing it.
Of course, it was a shadow that ran in, not the real thing.
So, it's not a void bag." Tang Wen said as he pressed towards Fanny. Fanny glanced at the screen and was stunned. "I... I went in too."
"Your uncle can go in, too." Tang Wen pointed at Fan Dongfeng and he went in. Then, the butlers also went in.
"Is it magical?" Tang Wen asked.
"Amazing, but it's not worth more than a thousand low-grade spirit stones." Fanny shook his head.
