Xiao Chen looked in the direction of the voice and saw a little boy, who looked to be about seven or eight years old, begging the owner of the restaurant.
"Shopkeeper, this lowly one can endure any kind of hardship, any kind of hard work, this lowly one can sell himself to you, as long as three hundred thousand Spiritual crystal, I will work for you for the rest of my life, I beg you!" The little boy immediately knelt down.
"300,000 Immortal Crystals? Haha, look at you. Which part of you is worth that much? I can buy a good slave with 300,000 Immortal Crystals. He's ten times or even a hundred times better than you. Hurry up and scram! "However, the shopkeeper still reprimanded him mercilessly.
"I beg you, shopkeeper. My grandfather is dying. As long as you are willing to take me in, I can agree to any condition!" The little boy continued to plead bitterly. Then, he kowtowed fiercely.
"I'll say it again. Get out of here. Are you running a charity? What does your grandfather's life have to do with me? If you dare to do it again? Gather? Ba Cao Song Yi Gong Poppy Rabbit Chuan Neon Scale? Iridium Fan Mou Huan Si Ke? Block Tuo Ping Pan Nan Dui Cai? Like a swan?
Bang! Bang!
However, the boy kept kowtowing.
However, the shopkeeper was not moved at all.
The other diners were also looking on with an indifferent look.
This kind of thing was common in the Immortal World.
Moreover, 300,000 Immortal Crystals was not a small amount for ordinary Immortals.
The boy had not even reached the Immortal Realm and his aptitude was very ordinary. Therefore, he did not attract the interest of some experts.
Otherwise, if he was talented enough, he would definitely be taken away as a servant or a disciple.
It was a pity that this little fellow's talent was just average. Although his cultivation base was enough to shock the entire Lower Worlds at his current age, this was the Immortal World. He hadn't even reached the Immortal Realm, so he was practically an ant at the bottom of the hierarchy.
The manager's words were cruel, but he was right. 300,000 Immortal Crystals could buy an Immortal Realm slave from the slave market. It would be easier to order him around.
Therefore, no matter how much he begged, he could not move the kindness of the manager and the Immortals who were watching the show.
"Chase this little thing away for me." When the shopkeeper saw that the little boy still didn't leave, he was really angry. He ordered the two waiters to drive him away.
"Hey, wait!" Xiao Chen sighed and stood up to stop him.
In order to save his grandfather's life, this little guy didn't hesitate to sell himself as a slave. This moved Xiao Chen.
Although he had experienced many things and seen many similar things, he still felt compassion when he saw it again.
Three hundred thousand Spiritual Crystals was indeed nothing to him. If he could do good, he would do good.
The two waiters who were about to chase them away immediately stopped when they heard Xiao Chen's words. The shopkeeper also looked over.
The other diners and onlookers also looked at Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen's expression didn't change. He got up and walked to the little boy and said, "Take me to see your grandfather. If what you said is true, I can give you three hundred thousand Spiritual Crystals."
The little guy was stunned at first, then a look of gratitude appeared on his face. Then, he kowtowed to Xiao Chen fiercely.
He said repeatedly, "Thank you, my lord, thank you …"
However, he was stopped by Xiao Chen and lifted the little guy up. "Don't kneel and kowtow to people so easily. Take me to see your grandfather!"
"Yes, yes!" The little guy was obviously very excited.
Whatever Xiao Chen said was the law.
Xiao Chen didn't pay any attention to the various gazes that were thrown his way. He let the little fellow take him away slowly.
"This little guy really met a kind person? He's really lucky! "The shopkeeper of the restaurant curled his lips when he saw this.
After Xiao Chen and the little guy left, the place became quiet again. These things were so common that they would soon be forgotten by the people.
"What's your name?" Following behind the little guy, Xiao Chen asked faintly.
"Replying to my lord, my name is Zhang Ming." The little guy said respectfully.
"Oh." Xiao Chen responded and didn't ask any more questions.
Zhang Ming led the way in front. After a few twists and turns, they arrived at an extremely remote alley. Finally, they stopped in front of a very simple and crude house.
"My lord, we're here."
"En!" Xiao Chen didn't say much and walked in directly.
Then, without Zhang Ming taking the initiative to say anything, he directly walked into one of the houses.
There were almost no furnishings in the house. An old man with a weak aura was lying on the bed.
Obviously, he was the grandfather that Zhang Ming mentioned.
"He suffered such a serious injury?" Xiao Chen frowned slightly.
This old man's injury was not something that could be cured with hundreds of thousands of Immortal Crystals.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, Little Ming is back. Little Ming brought back a kind-hearted lord. He's willing to pay for your treatment, Grandpa." Zhang Ming quickly walked to the bedside, held the old man's hand, and said softly.
"Cough cough, Ming, Ming 'er …" The old man's consciousness was obviously a little fuzzy. After hearing the voice, he slowly opened his eyes.
"No, there's no need. Grandfather's illness can't be cured. Don't go around begging people and suffering all kinds of grievances."
The old man looked at Zhang Ming. His cloudy eyes were filled with doting and heartache.
Then, he tilted his head slightly and looked at Xiao Chen. "Thank you, my lord. It's all Xiao Ming's fault. He must have been pestering you for a long time, right? I'm here to apologize to you! "
"No problem!" Xiao Chen shook his head slowly.
Zhang Ming immediately turned his head and said to him, "My lord, you've already seen my grandfather. As long as you're willing to give me three hundred thousand Spiritual crystal and let this lowly one invite an alchemist to treat my grandfather's illness, this lowly one will be your slave from now on!"
"Ming 'er …" The old man on the bed was slightly angry. "Didn't grandfather tell you that grandfather's illness can't be cured? Grandpa's illness can't be cured. Don't be like this again. "
"Grandfather, it can definitely be cured. As long as I have the Immortal Crystals, I can invite a pill refiner!" Zhang Ming turned his head and looked at the old man again.
"Alright, take this herb and invite a pill refiner. The value of this herb will only increase!" It was unknown what Xiao Chen was thinking, but he did not persuade him. He just took out a slightly more ordinary herb and handed it to the little guy.
"Immortal Herb?" The little guy had some eyesight. After receiving it, he bowed to Xiao Chen.
Then, he said to the old man on the bed, "Grandfather, wait for me here. I will invite a pill refiner to treat your illness soon."
After that, he bowed to Xiao Chen and ran out of the room.
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