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Chapter 16

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The young girl was stunned and her face was filled with disbelief. She could not believe that a little beggar had snatched her dagger and even caught her.

She could not believe that this little beggar had the guts to take advantage of her in front of so many people!

"My niece has always been arrogant and willful. Young master, I hope you don't take offense at her lack of manners."

A deep and dignified voice was heard. Fengjiu looked up and his eyes flashed.

The person who spoke was naturally the middle-aged man. He did not speak in a threatening tone but in an apologetic tone. To be able to suppress the anger in his heart and the displeasure on his face while speaking to her in such an amiable manner, it was really surprising!

"So just because you're used to being arrogant and willful, you can take someone's life as you please? If I hadn't dodged quickly, I'd probably be reporting to the King of Hell by now. "

She looked coldly at the middle-aged man and her lips curled into a faint smile, "It's impolite not to reciprocate. Actually, I also want to return the favor to this beautiful young lady." As he spoke, he pressed the dagger against the young girl's neck and a stream of blood immediately seeped out. It was especially conspicuous on her fair skin.

"Hiss!"

The young girl came back to her senses from the pain but her body stiffened because of the dagger pressed against her neck. She did not dare to move an inch and a trace of panic appeared on her face, "You, don't do anything rash!"

"Aiya, I'm really sorry. I was frightened by the arrow you shot just now. Now my hand is trembling and I've accidentally made you bleed!"

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's face darkened and the pleasant expression on his face instantly disappeared. He stared at Fengjiu and asked in a low voice, "What do you want?"

Hearing this, Fengjiu smiled, "I don't want anything. I was just thinking that if I had some gold and silver to calm my nerves, perhaps my hand would stop trembling."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression softened. He gestured to the young man beside him and the young man nodded and stepped forward. He took out an inconspicuous little pouch from his waist and took out two gold ingots.

"How about giving these two gold ingots to Young Master to calm his nerves?"

At this moment, Fengjiu's eyes silently flitted across that unremarkable little pouch. According to his memory, that should be a Qiankun Pouch that could store things. It was a priceless item. It seemed that the identity of this group of people was not simple!

His gaze turned and landed on the two gold ingots in his hand. He said disdainfully, "Are you trying to dismiss a beggar? You want to suppress my shock with just two gold ingots? "

The young man's face darkened. He glanced at the dirty beggar and thought to himself, "Aren't you a beggar?

Although he felt disdain in his heart, he did not show it on his face. Instead, he took out four gold ingots and said, "Is this enough?"

Ling Mohan glanced at the gold ingots and silently looked away.

Money like silver and gold ingots could only be used to buy things in the secular world. If one really wanted to buy things for cultivation, it was impossible to buy them without crystal coins. Compared to the expensive crystal coins, these gold ingots were really not enough. However, the little beggar opened his mouth and asked for nothing but yellow and white things. He was really stupid.

Fengjiu was too lazy to care about what others thought. She looked at the gold ingots and rolled her eyes, saying, "It can be said that we don't know each other until we fight. I'll let her go. You are not allowed to attack me again."

"Of course." The middle-aged man replied in a low voice.

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