Chapter 34: My Back Is Bad, I Can't Bend Down
“May I take a look at the equipment?” Wang Heng looked at Xiao Wen, his eyes carrying a hint of expectation.
Xiao Wen nodded, restrained the chill on his face, and said, “Of course.”
After saying that, he waved one hand. A breeze swept through, and twenty sets of equipment were immediately laid out before Wang Heng.
Wang Heng glanced at them and could not help but nod with a smile. “They really are good equipment. Those two just offered eight hundred and fifty taels per set. I'll offer eight hundred and fifty-one taels. Brother, sell these items to me, and Dongning Pavilion will owe you a favor. How about it?”
Xiao Wen rolled his eyes at Wang Heng, then turned his gaze to Liu Chu and Meng Feng. “Not interested. The equipment goes to the highest bidder.”
Hearing this, Liu Chu and Meng Feng both showed a trace of surprise between their brows. Clearly, they had not expected Xiao Wen to be this tough.
Although they were collectively known as the three great guilds, Dongning Pavilion was undoubtedly the strongest among them. Whether in financial power or combat strength, it suppressed the other two major guilds.
So after Wang Heng appeared, both men's gazes landed on him, and a trace of wariness appeared on their faces.
This man was far harder to deal with than they had imagined.
Hearing Xiao Wen's answer, Wang Heng froze. The smile on his face stiffened, but soon relaxed again. He looked at Xiao Wen with a smile, assuming this player was still displeased with Dongning Pavilion because of the previous incident involving Eastern Blade Breaks Mountain, and was venting that anger now.
“Brother, I've heard about what happened in Luoyang before. That matter was handled poorly by a subordinate of mine. I apologize to you on his behalf.”
“Enemies should be reconciled, not made. I'll take these equipment sets at eight hundred and sixty taels each. How about it?”
Judging only from the words themselves, Wang Heng seemed to be yielding and apologizing to Xiao Wen.
But in reality, the meaning behind his words showed that he did not think he had been wrong in the slightest.
Xiao Wen remained calm. He had already expected this outcome.
Wang Heng appeared modest, but was actually arrogant. He appeared gentle, but was actually brutal. Everything he displayed now was merely a false appearance he was willing to show.
Xiao Wen saw it clearly. After hearing those words, his expression remained calm as he said:
“The highest bidder wins. The condition remains unchanged. If you truly want them, just offer a high price and take them!”
Xiao Wen clasped his hands behind his back and straightened his spine, watching with his own eyes as the smile on Wang Heng's face gradually vanished, turned stiff, and then became ugly.
Seeing that expression, Xiao Wen felt extremely delighted.
After all, what could be more satisfying than watching one's enemy suffer a setback?
Meng Feng and Liu Chu heard this, and their hearts were greatly shocked. When they looked at Xiao Wen again, their gazes carried a hint of admiration.
The status of the three great guilds in Jiuzhou's gaming world was beyond doubt.
The man before them was also the vice guild leader of Dongning Pavilion, with powerful influence that ordinary people could never compare to.
Yet Xiao Wen actually dared to offend him so directly.
He really was strong!
As the two thought this, they then saw Wang Heng's expression become increasingly unpleasant.
They exchanged a glance, then spoke up to smooth things over.
“This brother is right. Since this is a transaction, naturally the highest bidder wins. I offer eight hundred and eighty taels per set.”
“I offer nine hundred taels!”
Seeing Liu Chu and Meng Feng cut in, Wang Heng's expression instantly turned as ugly as could be.
If I didn't urgently need equipment to conquer a mountain stronghold and establish a city at the earliest possible moment, I would definitely scam you all to death this time!
You dare raise the price in front of me?
I'll remember this debt!
Wang Heng narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists, and stared at the two men. A cold aura erupted from his body as he snorted.
“Nine hundred and five taels!”
“Nine hundred and five? As the vice guild leader of Dongning Pavilion, aren't you being a little too stingy? You only added five taels? Nine hundred and twenty taels!”
“Nine hundred and fifty taels!”
As soon as Liu Chu finished speaking, Meng Feng immediately followed up. The two stared at Wang Heng with smiles that were not quite smiles.
Wang Heng clenched his fists until they creaked, and his expression became extremely ugly.
Xiao Wen crossed his arms, his expression calm. He watched Wang Heng's aggrieved expression without the slightest worry that his items would fail to sell, or that this man would suddenly quit halfway.
After all, Xiao Wen understood his personality.
Once Wang Heng set his eyes on something, he had to obtain it.
Just like now.
“One thousand! That's my limit! If you still want them, then keep raising the price!”
Wang Heng's face was dark as he looked at Liu Chu and Meng Feng, speaking through gritted teeth.
“Dongning Pavilion is rich and imposing. Naturally, the two of us cannot compare. These twenty sets of equipment are yours,” Liu Chu hurriedly said with a smile.
However, that smile carried a faint hint of mockery.
Wang Heng heard this, and his face darkened. He did not speak. Instead, he looked at Xiao Wen and snorted. “Here are two silver notes worth ten thousand taels each. Give me the goods!”
As he spoke, he angrily exchanged two ten-thousand-tael silver notes from the marketplace and threw them directly in front of Xiao Wen, using that action to vent the anger in his heart.
Xiao Wen did not move. He still had his arms crossed, as if he had not heard Wang Heng's words or seen the silver notes.
“Hey, kid. I've thrown the money to you. Give me the goods! I'm in a bad mood today. Don't fucking provoke me!”
Wang Heng narrowed his eyes and emphasized again. The gaze between his brows was like a wolf choosing someone to devour, and his furious eyes seemed ready to swallow Xiao Wen whole.
Xiao Wen remained unmoved.
Only after a long while did he say, “Money in one hand, goods in the other.”
“Kid, I've already thrown the money at your feet!”
Only then did Xiao Wen lower his head and glance at the silver notes near his heels.
“Sorry, my back is bad. I can't bend down. I'll have to trouble you to pick them up exactly how you threw them and hand them to me.”
Can't bend down?
When Liu Chu and Meng Feng heard those four words, they nearly failed to hold back their laughter.
If this were reality, it might really be possible for someone to have a bad waist or bad legs.
But this was a game!
Even the blind and crippled could find light here and run like the wind.
And now, you actually say your back is bad?
You are clearly going against Wang Heng!
However, this was fine.
Watching Wang Heng suffer a setback was extremely rare.
“Kid, you're courting death!”
Wang Heng took a deep breath and spoke through gritted teeth.
“I advise you not to let your temper flare too much. Making a move inside Treasure Bowl won't benefit you in the slightest. Of course, if Dongning Pavilion has no money and can't afford it, and you're only here to waste my time, you may leave on your own. I certainly won't stop you,” Xiao Wen said.
Every word struck the heart.
At this moment, many players who had come to watch the excitement had gathered outside Treasure Bowl. They saw this scene and immediately began enjoying the spectacle.
Wang Heng's face was cold. His clenched fists loosened.
He exchanged two more ten-thousand-tael silver notes and handed them to Xiao Wen.
Xiao Wen accepted the silver notes and silently took out the twenty sets of equipment.
Wang Heng coldly grabbed the equipment in his hands, then turned and left.
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