Chapter 283 The Greedy Guy, Already in Hand.
"Alright, you greedy guy."
Seeing the man's incessant chatter, a hint of impatience was clearly visible on Shenger's face beneath his mask. He then spoke up, interrupting Shenger's sales pitch for soul-guided weapons.
"I'm not here to buy your stuff today."
"Not here to buy your stuff?"
The man, like a duck whose throat had been choked, saw his smile wither away.
The thought that this big customer wouldn't be spending money lavishly immediately revealed displeasure and impatience on his face; his mood changed faster than flipping through a book.
"I think you have what I need here. Of course, I don't need these various soul-guided weapons."
Xuanmo, clad in a black robe, stepped out from behind Shenger.
Because he was wearing a mask, the shopkeeper couldn't see his expression at all.
"Oh, really? I thought this was a shop selling soul-guided weapons."
After muttering a dissatisfied remark, the man pointed to the haphazardly arranged soul-guided weapons in the shop.
"All my goods are here. Besides soul-guided weapons, I don't have anything else useful. See if anything catches your eye?"
At this moment, the man's interest in Xuan Mo and the other guests, as well as Shenger, had clearly diminished. He no longer showed the same enthusiasm he had shown Shenger earlier, nor did he seem to be actively promoting or selling anything.
Next, the man glanced at Xuan Mo subtly and said in a slightly stiff tone, "Also, if you don't plan to buy anything here, you'd better not touch those soul-guided weapons on the counter, or you'll bear the consequences."
Upon hearing this, Xuan Mo smiled slightly and withdrew his hand from a soul-guided weapon he had just touched on the counter. Then he looked at that soul-guided weapon with a regretful expression, as if it held some special attraction for him.
"Boss, you have business but you're not doing it?"
"Ah! You don't plan to buy soul-guided weapons anyway, and as for other miscellaneous items, I don't think there's any money to be made."
The man yawned, plopped back down behind the counter, and a hint of impatience flashed in his cloudy eyes.
Of course, Xuan Mo had nothing to say about the man's attitude, but he didn't intend to pay him any attention.
However, Xuan Mo ignoring him didn't mean that Ma Hongjun and Shenger could continue to tolerate this guy's snobbish attitude.
Shenger took the initiative, placing his hands on the counter, "You snobbish guy, I brought them!"
Upon hearing this, the man calmly got up from behind the counter, bowed slightly to Shenger, and said.
"Mr. 12231, I didn't mean to offend you in what I said. You are indeed my honored guest, but they are not. You know, I sell soul-guided weapons here, but they come and don't buy them. I don't think that's very profitable for me. And…"
The man's lips curled upwards, "Thank you for your praise. After all, for a businessman, whether it's snobbery or greed, it's all praise."
"Heh, I don't think I was trying to express praise."
Faced with the man's shamelessness, Shenger immediately let out a cold laugh, directly expressing his sarcasm.
Seeing this, Oscar couldn't help but move closer to Ma Hongjun, and after covering his ear with his hand, he whispered, "Fatty, that guy's skin is even thicker than yours."
"You bastard Oscar, where am I shameless!"
"Fatty! Oscar! You two shut up."
Seeing that the two were about to start fighting again, Xuanmo glared at them and stopped the farce from happening.
Then, he stopped Shen Geer, who was about to say something more, "Boss, I think every merchant wouldn't turn away every customer who gives them money, right?"
"Of course, to me money is God... Oh!"
Before the man could finish speaking, Xuan Mo took out a gold card from "King Kong" and placed it on the counter.
Of course, it wasn't the one Ning Fengzhi had given him when he left.
"I think these chips are a good deal."
"Of course, of course!"
The man's eyes turned bloodshot when he saw the gold card.
Just as he was about to reach for it, "Slap!"
Xuan Mo slapped the gold card directly, "I think the gold soul coins in this gold card don't belong to you yet, boss."
"Oh, oh, oh! Of course."
The man immediately came out from behind the counter with a fawning expression, as if his previous impatience had never existed.
"What would you like, sir?"
"Oh?"
Xuan Mo's face immediately showed a playful smile. "Didn't you say you only sell soul-guided weapons here? What?"
"You're joking, sir. I mainly deal in soul-guided weapons. I do have other unusual and strange goods, though."
"Alright, I don't actually need to buy anything."
Noticing the man's eyes change slightly, Xuan Mo continued, "However, if you answer a few questions for me, I'll give you this gold card in full."
"This...sir, I don't sell information...you..."
"Don't worry, there's a thousand gold soul coins in this card."
"Oh! Of course, I think I can answer."
Seeing the man's eyes light up, Xuanmo tapped his fingers on the counter. "But I must guarantee the authenticity of this information; there can't be a single falsehood."
"No problem. For merchants, money is their contractual spirit."
The man fidgeted with his hands, his eyes occasionally glancing at the "Vajra" pendant on Xuanmo's wrist, a greedy glint in them.
"Very good."
At this moment, Xuanmo saw the man's gaze, and a slight, cold smile appeared on his lips.
Then, his Soul Emperor aura instantly surged forth, almost crushing the unprepared man, whose attention was focused on the money.
However, Xuanmo knew when to stop.
"I don't want you to make any underhanded moves."
"Of course, of course..."
Seeing the man's expression, Xuan Mo chose to get straight to the point, "The Sun and Moon Continent and Soul Guidance Devices, what I need is information about them."
"Sir, you're joking. How could I possibly have any difference between the Sun and Moon Continent and so-called Soul Guidance Devices? Although I sell Soul Guidance Weapons, this is different from Soul Guidance Devices..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Mo raised his hand to stop the man, whose expression was gradually stiffening.
"Don't try to deceive me. I know that your so-called Soul Guidance Weapons are only half-finished products."
Seeing the deep gaze behind Xuan Mo's mask, the man rubbed his hands, somewhat embarrassed.
"Sir, this is my bottom line..."
Bottom line?
Xuan Mo almost chuckled out loud. For a smuggler from the Sun and Moon Continent, he didn't believe there could be any bottom line under the onslaught of money.
A quarter of an hour later.
Xuan Mo and his companion walked out of the shop.
However, compared to before they came, Xuan Mo now had an extra parchment scroll and a letter in his hand.
"Looks like the money was well spent."
"I don't think so. So many gold soul coins for just a map and a letter. Was it worth it?"
Hearing Ma Hongjun's mutterings, Jin Sanqian couldn't help but speak up: "He's a pure businessman."
"Yes! Indeed, pure enough..."
Xuan Mo ignored Ma Hongjun's complaints, putting the parchment scroll and envelope into "King Kong" and saying, "Alright, now that this matter is settled, let's quickly prepare for the upcoming melee..."
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