One thousand four hundred thirteen, the strong are respected
"Even so, what can you do to me?" The middle-aged man looked at Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan arrogantly, his eyes full of disdain. This world is a world where strength is the most respected, and without strength, there is no right to speak. With the cultivation of the two of them, there is no qualification to have the seventh-grade immortal pill. He took it away and might have helped them, otherwise he would let other strong people know that they have seventh-grade immortal pills on them, and they still don't know how they died.
No longer talking nonsense to the other party, Zhan Yihan released a sense of pressure and overwhelmed the middle-aged man and the woman in red.
"You...you..." Feeling Zhan Yihan's powerful pressure, the middle-aged man and the woman in red showed shock. The other party actually concealed his cultivation. No wonder the other party had a seventh-grade immortal pill.
"Previous... Senior, I made a mistake. The pill is real. I will give you two-thirds of the auction price according to the conditions you said." The middle-aged man was filled with regret. He was so stupid. How could a monk with a seventh-grade immortal pill be a simple monk? I hope the other party can give him a high priority and let him go this time.
But the other party was really inauthentic. He was obviously a strong man, so why did he hide his cultivation? If he had shown his cultivation earlier, would he have this idea? Now he can only suffer from Coptis chinensis.
"Do you think the conditions are still suitable now?" Zhan Yihan's cold black eyes were as sharp as a blade, looking at the middle-aged man coldly. Some people are like this, and they are reluctant to listen to him. When others show their power, they come to please him again.
"What does senior mean?" the middle-aged man asked cautiously. He knew that if this matter was not solved well, not only him, but his auction would be affected.
"It depends on your sincerity. If we are satisfied, we will pretend that this has not happened before, otherwise you will not have the auction." Zhan Yi said coldly.
The middle-aged man lowered his head, thought for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I will count all the fairy stones obtained from the elixir auction to seniors." His heart was bleeding. This was a seventh-grade fairy elixir. Even if it was only 10% of the auction price, it was not a small amount. But now, he not only had to take the filming on his behalf, but he couldn't even get a fairy stone. He was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
Zhan Yihan nodded with satisfaction, "That's it."
After saying that, he took Su Jinyue's hand and walked towards the door.
Halfway through, Zhan Yihan spoke, "If you do something again, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."
"Senior, we will definitely not." The middle-aged man nodded quickly. He had already suffered a loss once, so he would not make the same mistake. The other party's strength was unfathomable and he finally escaped the disaster, so he dared not provoke it again.
Watching Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan walk out the door, the middle-aged man and the woman in red breath a sigh of relief.
"Go and check what the other person is from." The middle-aged man walked out of the door and looked at a subordinate guarding the door and ordered. This time he was also blamed for being bad. He did not find out the other person's origin and made a rash decision.
"Yes!" his subordinate responded and left.
The middle-aged man looked at the woman in red beside him and said, "Arrange and auction the pills out as soon as possible." No matter what the other party is, it is the person they can't afford to offend.
Chapter completed!