"Ha!"
Dongn Nu laughed.
It wasn't a cold laugh.
It was an unrestrained mockery!
He rolled his eyes, toyed with the object in his hand, and sized up Lin Fan.
"Lin Fan, such big talk, wanting to buy out the whole stall in one go. Is this not giving , Dongn Nu, a chance?"
"Dare not, dare not. Dongn's generosity is unparalleled, even snatching what others hold onto. No one dares to compare with you in terms of wealth and boldness."
"Lin Fan, is that a complint or an insult? It doesn't sound like praise to ."
"Is that so? I'm complints to Dongn. If Dongn didn't understand, that's not my fault, you need to..."
Lin Fan smiled and tapped his forehead.
The implication was quite obvious.
Telling Dongn Nu to check his brain!
Never has anyone dared to use such a mocking tone with Dongn Nu, speaking words of great disrespect!
Never!
Dongn Nu, who was worshipped and praised from a young age, couldn't stand this kind of provocation.
His fingers exerted slight force, instantly crushing the toy in his hand into dust!
Turning into nothingness.
His eyes were blood-red, murderous, fierce, and vicious.
Like a savage beast locking onto its prey.
"Courting death!"
Clang! Clang! Clang!
More than ten followers swiftly drew their swords, aiming them uniformly at Lin Fan.
They seed ready to tear Lin Fan apart.
Lin Fan stood firm and composed, glaring back calmly and composedly.
A powerful vortex suddenly appeared around him.
Clashing with Dongn Nu's imposing aura.
The atmosphere froze.
He didn't care who Dongn Nu was.
Only because of the Heavenly Clan, he avoided provoking, lest he cause unnecessary trouble.
Yet Dongn Nu refused to let it go, insisting on finding fault with him!
It's just a few jibes, is it necessary to stick on and never let go?!
People like this truly deserve a lesson!
Just monts ago, Diwu Yun'er and Su Qiong were present, fearing harm to them, Lin Fan had no intention to escalate the conflict.
Now both people along with Mo Chen and Mo Ningxiang went off elsewhere, leaving him alone.
A barefooted man doesn't fear the one in shoes!
Only a Lower Heavenly Venerate of the third level.
What is there to be afraid of?!
However.
Suddenly, Dongn Nu dropped his fierce expression.
He smiled lightly.
He waved his hand casually, sternly saying, "Back off! What are you doing? Is it necessary to draw swords against a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor ant with so many of you? Where's your dignity? What would others think of , forcing the rumor that Dongn Nu bullies an ant, would make you happy? Wastes!"
These words, both berated his followers and humiliated Lin Fan.
Lin Fan squinted slightly, glancing with a cold light; he couldn't quite figure out Dongn Nu's intentions. What was he trying to do?
"Lin Fan, you said you want to buy out this stall?"
"That's correct." Lin Fan regained his composure.
"Great!" Dongn Nu acknowledged, turning to the vendor. "How much for this stall of yours?"
The vendor trembled, apprehensive.
His eyes looked fearfully at Dongn Nu, unable to speak.
"Answer!" A nearby follower shouted angrily, snapping the vendor's spirit back.
The vendor's body shook, stamring, "Se-Se-Se-Seventy million..."
Lin Fan sneered.
Thought it required more; what a re seventy million, hardly a concern!
"So cheap! I'll buy it!"
Saying so, he prepared to make the paynt.
"Hold on."
Unexpected.
Dongn Nu's voice echoed eerily, interrupting Lin Fan's action.
"What now?" Lin Fan asked impatiently.
"No rush, I haven't finished my question yet. Look at you, so eager. Young man, you must be prudent in your actions. Not everything you wish to purchase can be bought."
Dongn Nu chuckled lightly, completely devoid of killing intent.
His tone carried a hint of sympathy and pity, as if he didn't have Lin Fan in his sight at all.
This feeling.
It was as if being ignored!
Not even as significant as a grain of sand!
Lin Fan blinked, this guy's aura was indeed terrifyingly strong.
Dongn Nu stopped Lin Fan and turned to the vendor again.
"I offer one hundred."
What?!
Lin Fan was shocked!
Was Dongn Nu's brain malfunctioning?!
Clearly, the vendor asked for seventy million, not raising the price was one thing, yet he didn't even match it, going straight for a bottom price!
No, not even a bottom price!
One hundred?
Even for a beggar that's too little!
"Huh?"
The vendor was evidently taken aback, buzzing in his mind.
"This... This..."
"Decide for yourself. Sell it to for one hundred, sell it to him for seventy million."
Dongn Nu spread his hands, shrugged, portraying a "I can only give this much, it's up to you" attitude.
"Heh... Haha..."
The vendor chuckled dryly, his entire face stiff as if filled with cent.
"No need to ponder this!"
Indeed, no need to think!
Lin Fan felt confident, anyone sane could make the choice.
"Of course, sell it to Young Master Dongn!"
What?!
Lin Fan couldn't believe his ears, eyes widening.
Is he really brainless?
Didn't anticipate this move.
"Not only for one hundred, even if given free, it must go to Young Master Dongn. As long as Young Master Dongn desires, take it as you please, I have no complaints! Young Master Dongn has such high standards, interested in what's on my humble stall, it's my good fortune this life, a blessing from past deeds, never dared imagine before."
He spoke respectfully, turning to Lin Fan with a face full of smiles.
"Little brother, many thanks to you!"
The vendor, thoroughly humble, bowed low, despite Dongn Nu saying to rise, he wouldn't stand up.
"Sensible!"
Dongn Nu's lip curled, winking at Lin Fan.
Provocation!
Utter provocation!
"Collect all these things!"
"What do you an?!"
Lin Fan finally couldn't bear it, bursting into anger.
This isn't just being difficult.
It's blatantly humiliating!
Despite his seventy million, it loses to Dongn Nu's one hundred.
Such humiliation, extrely cruel.
"aning? Haha, Lin Fan. This was the vendor's decision, not my coercion. He prefers my one hundred over your seventy million. What do you think it ans? Probably, you should go check your... brain."
Dongn Nu laughed, tapping his head.
"Seems I've already ntioned earlier, so things are not things you can buy just because you want them."
"You!"
Lin Fan's anger surged, he couldn't hold back wanting to act.
"Stop!"
Suddenly.
Mo Chen's enraged voice ca.
"Lin Fan, what are you doing?"
Turning around.
Mo Chen approached with Mo Ningxiang, Diwu Yun'er, and Su Qiong swiftly.
Looking at Lin Fan.
Anxiety.
Urgency.
Concern.
Fear.
"Lin Fan, shall we play sothing bigger?"
Dongn Nu smiled, using spiritual transmission to speak to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan jolted, sensing sothing.
Because Dongn Nu's sinister glance was evilly eying Mo Chen's group with ill intent.
"I advise you not to act recklessly, or else beware of my retaliation!" Lin Fan transmitted threats through gritted teeth.
"Then try ."
Dongn Nu disregarded Lin Fan's threats.
Directly fixated on Mo Ningxiang, Diwu Yun'er, and Su Qiong, licking his lips, his eyes greedily road over the three, extrely lecherous.
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