After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Chapter 81 Going bankrupt



Chapter 81 Going bankrupt

Chu Xinglan was too lazy to pay attention to him. Song Ling was not a poor guy, and it was obvious that he was doing something strange at the moment.

He looked directly at Li Wen: "If these are not enough, I still have more. You can return them to me slowly. I am not in a hurry to use them."

Li Wen nodded woodenly, and her voice trembled when she spoke.

"Enough... Enough, definitely enough."

This bag is a Qiankun bag, and it must contain at least four or five hundred top-grade spirit stones! Not to mention buying a formation plate, it's enough to buy a top-level martial arts technique!

Han Feiyu's eyes were shining at this moment, and he approached Chu Xinglan with a smile.

"Xinglan, will you accept me as your godson? Do you think I'm suitable?"

"As long as you give me a bag of top-grade spirit stones, you will be my godfather from now on!"

Before Chu Xinglan could say anything, Song Ling slapped him on the back of his head.

"Han Feiyu, do you have any shame? Xing Lan is younger than you, and in terms of seniority, he is your ancestor. Who are you trying to disgust by calling him dad?"

Chu Xinglan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Although Han Feiyu was usually a bit off-kilter, he really didn't expect him to be so off-kilter!

"Forget it. I'm afraid you'll kill me."

"If you need it urgently in the future, I'll lend it to you."

Three people were playing here, and Li Wen's eyes were already fixed on the scroll of notes. Whenever someone shouted a price, she would immediately follow suit.

In just a short while, the price had soared to twenty top-grade spirit stones.

Chu Xinglan glanced out the window and saw that almost everyone in the box on the third floor, except Lin Jiamu, was bidding. At this time, the group of monks below had become mere background material and had no ability to interrupt.

"Thirty pieces of top-grade spirit stones."

"Fifty dollars!"

Li Wen's powerful voice rang out, and it was obvious that she was already overwhelmed by the atmosphere.

Chu Xinglan even wondered whether she wanted to get the formation plate and the notebook more or just overwhelm everyone else.

After she shouted out fifty yuan, the whole scene was silent for a moment.

Just when Li Wen was feeling proud, a familiar voice came from the box next to her.

"Fifty-one dollars."

Li Wen stuck her head out and saw Lin Jiamu also lying on the window. She glared at him angrily.

"sixty!"

"sixty one."

"one hundred!"

Inside the box, Song Ling and the others all covered their heads in pain. How could Li Wen do business like this!

Moreover, they were outsiders and could clearly feel that Lin Jiamu did it on purpose, but they were not clear about his purpose.

In short, in their minds, Lin Jiamu has been associated with danger, and it is better not to get close to such a person unless necessary.

However, Song Ling whispered to Chu Xinglan: "I think our main customers for opening a shop in the future should still be the female disciples in the sect. We must make it more in line with their aesthetics and tastes. Their spending power is too strong!"

"In fact, rouge, powder, silk and satin should sell better. Women can't resist these things."

"My mother's wardrobe is always short of clothes. She would feel so uncomfortable that she couldn't eat if she was short of a certain shade of rouge."

"But the sect probably doesn't allow these things to be sold, and they may conflict with Caiyun Peak, so they may not be willing to do so."

Chu Xinglan deeply agreed with his words. The two of them were too lazy to care about Li Wen and gathered together to discuss the decoration matters in a low voice.

Finally, Li Wen bought the array plate and notebook for two hundred and thirty top-grade spirit stones.

The host on the stage laughed so hard that his eyes disappeared and his big white teeth couldn't be retracted.

Not long after, the manager of the Treasure Pavilion came personally with a tray, delivering the formation plate and the notebook, and then took two hundred and thirty top-grade spirit stones from Li Wen with a smile.

Then they were given a gold card made of pure gold, with "VIP" written on the front and the logo of Treasure Pavilion on the back.

"Treasure Pavilion welcomes all distinguished guests to visit again."

After the manager left, Li Wen could no longer hold back her expression and was about to cry.

Xun Wenguang looked at her strangely: "You've taken the photo, why are you still not happy?"

Li Wen grabbed her hair in pain and wailed.

"I've lost everything! Two hundred and thirty top-grade spirit stones, I can only earn that in the Year of the Monkey!"

"It's all Lin Jiamu's fault. Why would he take pictures of something he can't even use?"

"Ahhh! I, Li Wen, cannot coexist with him!"

Chu Xinglan was in no mood to comfort her. He looked at the monks who had started to leave below and spoke quickly.

"We should go, quick!"

He had already noticed that there was something wrong with the group of people below him. It would be too late if he didn't leave now, especially since there was Lin Jiamu next door.

Li Wen quickly changed her expression and put the things away.

Several people left the box directly.

Fortunately, there was no one at the door and the door of the box next door was closed. They didn't know whether Lin Jiamu was still there, but they didn't care.

Chu Xinglan walked in the front, with Han Feiyu and Xun Wenguang following behind.

As soon as he went down to the second floor, Chu Xinglan frowned. There were too many people on the second floor, and they actually blocked the road.

When they came up, everyone was queuing up, so there was naturally no problem of crowding, but now the guards of the Treasure Pavilion seemed to have all disappeared.

There was not a single person maintaining order in the entire venue.

Chu Xinglan instantly looked around the second floor and wanted to leave through the window, but strangely, there were no windows on the entire second floor!

He recalled the layout of the third floor, and found that there was nothing in the corridor!

At this time, Song Ling and the others also noticed this situation and frowned as they looked at the crowd below.

"Isn't this an exclusive passage? Usually places like this have special passages."

Just when Chu Xinglan wanted to break through the wall, a gentle voice came from behind them.

"Brother Chu, Miss Li, are you leaving?"

Chu Xinglan immediately identified his identity, Lin Jiamu!

When Li Wen heard his voice, he was furious. After calming down, he knew that Lin Jiamu had contributed greatly to his spending so many spirit stones.

At this moment, he turned his head and said unhappily, "Are you going to live here if you don't leave?"

"I was wondering why Brother Lin was so generous in giving out five invitations to the private rooms. It turns out he has a close relationship with the Treasure Pavilion. I wonder how much he made this time?"

Li Wen actually had no idea whether Lin Jiamu had any relationship with the Treasure Pavilion. She just wanted to disgust him. At least this guess was reasonable.

Lin Jiamu was not angry when he heard her impolite words. He coughed lightly and said embarrassedly.

"It's not what Miss Li thinks. I actually asked Treasure Pavilion to auction this formation plate for me."

"I'm in urgent need of spiritual stones, so I resorted to this desperate measure and personally raised the price. I hope Miss Li can forgive me."

"As an apology, shall I take you out through another passage?"


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