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Chapter 273

Words:1822Update:22/06/25 08:29:00

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"Brat, who are you? How dare you grab this Young Master, are you tired of living? " The Young Master struggled twice but failed to break free. His expression was ugly to the extreme.

"Let go of our Young Master!" Several guards shouted coldly, but since their Young Master was in the young man's hands, they did not dare to act rashly.

Lin Feng chuckled, "We're all trying to buy this Lamia, not because we're angry."

Lin Feng released the Young Master.

The several guards behind the Young Master wanted to make a move, but the Young Master was also a shrewd person. Sensing that Lin Feng was not simple, he waved his hand, signaling them not to make a move.

"This one is Heavenly Wind Nation's Song Family's Third Young Master, Song Xuan. How should I address you?" Song Xuan said indifferently.

"So, he's a descendant of Heavenly Wind Nation's Duke Cheng."

Someone said in a low voice. Obviously, he had heard of the Song Family of the Windy Nation.

The Song Family's ancestor had followed the Heavenly Wind Nation's founder and conquered a large part of Heavenly Wind Nation. He was conferred the title of Duke Cheng, a hereditary first grade Grand Duke. In Heavenly Wind Nation, the Song Family was definitely a prominent family.

"Azure Dragon Institute, Lin Feng."

Lin Feng replied.

"Azure Dragon Institute? Someone from True Martial Country? But I don't think there's a big family with the surname Lin in True Martial Country, right? "

"He's probably a disciple from a small family."

Some people were discussing among themselves.

Song Xuan had thought that Lin Feng was also a disciple of a big family, so he had a higher opinion of him. But now, it seemed that he was only from a small family, so he did not put him in his eyes. The way he looked at Lin Feng was filled with arrogance.

"What? You want to buy it too? You want to compete with this Young Master? " Song Xuan's tone was sarcastic, full of mockery.

Lin Feng was not angered by Song Xuan's disdain. He said indifferently, "That's right, I want to buy it too. Let's go to the highest bidder."

The fire qilin shook its head, as if blaming Lin Feng for meddling in other people's business.

But it soon nodded as if it was gratified by Lin Feng's action.

Lin Feng didn't want to interfere in this matter, but seeing how pitiful the Lamia, this Young Master, Song Xuan, after buying her, Lin Feng couldn't stand it...... This Lamia was only a fourteen-year-old girl, not yet an adult Song Xuan ', yet she was already......................... was...........

........... of.......

Therefore, Lin Feng attacked.

...................................

Song Xuan spat coldly.

"50,000 gold coins." Song Qiang said.

.. of.. Many people sucked in a breath of cold air. This price was too high. 50,000 gold coins was equivalent to 50 million taels of silver.

. Many people looked at Liu Qiang and the others with envy, wondering why they weren't lucky enough to meet a Lamia.

"It's only fifty thousand gold coins. I'll give you a hundred thousand gold coins, and this Lamia is mine!"

Song Xuan wanted to show off how rich he was, so he directly doubled the price of the Lamia.

"As expected of Duke Cheng's descendant. The son of an aristocratic family is indeed the son of an aristocratic family.

"Of course. Don't you know what kind of place Duke Cheng's Manor is? It's so rich that it can rival an entire country. As a direct descendant of Duke Cheng, Young Master Song naturally doesn't lack money."

Many people were discussing this matter.

Said Song Xuan when he heard everybody's comments. He looked at Lin Feng in a disdainful way.

"Hehe, Brother Lin, are you able to offer a higher price?" Song Xuan asked with a fake smile.

Lin Feng said. "I can't be bothered to compete with you. I'll take this Lamia for a million gold coins."

"What? What? A million gold coins? " Many people's mouths twitched, and their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"Ah!" Liu Qiang cried out in surprise. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Young Master, this Lamia is yours! Yours!"

Lin Feng took out two crystal cards and said, "Toss them over to Liu Qiang."

Liu Qiang checked the cards and said, "Young Master, here are two million gold coins."

"Two million!"

Song Xuan's mouth twitched violently. He only had five hundred thousand gold coins on him.

Yet, Lin Feng had just casually thrown out two million gold coins.

This was simply … This made Liu Qiang feel endless humiliation.

His arrogant attitude, tone, and questioning had all been a slap to his own face.

When he looked at Lin Feng, he couldn't help but feel jealous and evil.

Lin Feng ignored Liu Qiang and squatted down. He gently patted the Lamia with his left hand and grabbed her small hand with his right. He looked at the Lamia, who was curled up and trembling, and said, "It's fine now. Trust me, I won't bully you."

The Lamia raised her head and looked at Lin Feng. She saw a clean and sunny smile. The Lamia's terrified and helpless heart seemed to have found some support in that moment. She couldn't help but grab Lin Feng's hand tightly.

"Get up and come with me!" Lin Feng said.

The Lamia nodded timidly.

She hid behind Lin Feng, her body still trembling slightly. Even now, she was still very afraid of this world.

"Slap your own face until I'm satisfied. As long as I'm satisfied, the other million gold coins will be yours."

Lin Feng said indifferently.

Many people's mouths twitched violently again. A million gold coins was casually thrown out for these people to slap their own faces?

Damn, that was a million gold coins!

A mountain of a million gold coins! Just to see the other party slap their own faces, wasn't this too willful? Many people wanted to kneel in front of Lin Feng and say, "Give me a million gold coins, and I'll slap my own face however you want."

"I'll slap, I'll slap …" Liu Qiang nodded and bowed, but he was just slapping his own face.

Slap, slap, slap, slap.

Liu Qiang began to slap his own face fiercely.

"And you guys." Lin Feng looked coldly at the people around Liu Qiang.

"We'll slap, we'll slap too. Young master, look, we'll slap now."

The other few people nodded and bowed, slapping their own faces one after another.

"See, these people are nothing to be afraid of."

Lin Feng looked at the Lamia.

The Lamia nodded timidly.

She looked at Liu Qiang and the others who were slapping their own faces.

Originally, these people looked fierce to the girl.

But in front of the young master, these people were like dogs.

The Lamia couldn't help but have an unprecedented feeling of worship for Lin Feng, but even the Lamia herself didn't know what that feeling was. She couldn't help but tighten her grip on Lin Feng's hand.

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