My Silly, Sweet Wife

Ye Guichen lowered his head to take a closer look at those small words and saw they read: Plus, do me a favor.

Seeing this, Ye Guichen instantly felt a bit of frustration.

This old man is definitely pulling a trick.

"I say old man, you really are not playing fair, huh?" Ye Guichen couldn’t help but gripe.

The old man rolled his eyes: "What, not convinced? If not, then leave. These things are treasures. Agree, and we do business; don’t agree, and that’s that."

"Hey, old man, is this how you do business?" Seeing Ye Guichen just take out two million spirit stones, Scar Dragon was dumbfounded.

Turns out this guy Ye Guichen is quite the big fish, not only can he fight, but he also has so many spirit stones. If I cling to him tightly, maybe I can rise high someday too.

As Scar Dragon thought this, he started to give the old man trouble.

The old man directly ignored Scar Dragon and squinted his eyes to nap.

Ye Guichen gestured for Scar Dragon not to make a noise.

Since the bead was something Little Black wished for, helping with a favor was no big deal.

Just about to ask the old man what favor he wanted help with, a mocking voice came from not far away: "Hey, old geezer, what’s this? You think your junk is treasure? A month has passed, but haven’t sold a single piece?"

Two men in brocade garments walked toward them.

Seeing those two men, the old man didn’t even lift his eyelids, just snorted: "I only sell my goods to those who know their worth. Even if you offer a fortune, I won’t sell to those who don’t appreciate them!"

"Hmph, old man, our boss said giving you a hundred spirit stones is a courtesy, considering your age, so you don’t have to toil so hard."

As he spoke, the man took out a bag, glancing at the old man’s stall items, clicking his tongue and sighing: "Look at this, you’ve gone so long without selling a thing. I’ve been watching you for days. Hungry, huh? If you don’t sell soon, you might not even be able to eat!"

While taunting, the man shook the bag in front of the old man: "So, will you consider it?"

The old man finally opened his eyes, his beard trembling with anger: "Go back and tell your boss, my items are all treasures. Two hundred spirit stones is the lowest price. If you keep bothering me, I’ll break your henchmen’s legs!"

"Whoa, quite the temper huh!" The two youths got furious instantly, retrieving the bag: "Old man, since you don’t want a hundred spirit stones, don’t blame us for being rude."

Saying this, they stepped forward trying to grab the old man’s items.

Ye Guichen didn’t expect to see someone openly snatching things here.

But he could tell that although the old man’s items were expensive, they were definitely worth two hundred spirit stones.

Especially that bead, likely worth more than two hundred spirit stones.

If it were truly sold, the price might only be higher.

However, Ye Guichen didn’t act rashly.

He sensed that although the old man looked ordinary, he might not be easy to bully.

Instinctively stepping back two steps, Ye Guichen prepared to watch the commotion.

However, before Ye Guichen could stabilize himself, the two youths who started the ruckus suddenly flew away, landing heavily on the ground, with mud smeared on their faces.

"Whoa, really being bullied here!"

"Those two are really shameless. They’ve been targeting the old man for a long time, didn’t expect them to finally make a move today."

"Keep your voice down. Those two are from the Spirit Treasure Pavilion. The auction this time is organized by the Spirit Treasure Pavilion. If their overseer targets you, you might not even know how you died."

"Geez, no wonder they’re so arrogant!"

Someone exclaimed, yet upon hearing they were from the Spirit Treasure Pavilion, they hurriedly shut their mouths.

Clearly, Spirit Treasure Pavilion has a high standing in Mingpan City, and many people fear them.

Those two youths didn’t expect the old man to be so formidable. Although not injured after being struck, being pointed and whispered about by the crowd only made them feel utterly humiliated.

"Old man, you’re seeking death, daring to fight back!"

The two youths pointed at the old man, one of them even turned to call for help.

Soon, a group of people came charging over fiercely.

The person leading the group wielded a precious sword, glaringly a Golden Core Expert.

He pointed the sword directly at the old man: "Damned old man, you dare to oppose us from the Spirit Treasure Pavilion?"

The old man’s body remained unmoved, still sitting there, eyes still slightly squinting.

Seeing the newcomers, the old man snorted: "What’s Spirit Treasure Pavilion or not, trying to snatch my stuff deserves being hit!"

"Fine, then don’t blame me for being harsh!"

The sword wielder slashed down towards the old man.

That sword strike contained dense sword qi.

The surrounding air immediately solidified.

The crowd gasped and quickly retreated.

Clearly, everyone was quite apprehensive about the power of this sword strike.

Some obviously recognized the sword-wielding person, their eyes filled with terror.

Ye Guichen didn’t expect the opponent would use an assassin.

The old man, although seemed mysterious.

But at this moment, if he intervened for the old man, the old man might owe him a favor. Perhaps he could buy the black bead from him.

Thinking of this, Ye Guichen no longer remained sitting idly, sharply stepping forward, his figure appearing like a phantom beside the sword-wielding person, grabbing the person’s wrist.

Upon grabbing the opponent’s wrist, the sword qi miraculously dispersed as if blown away by an eerie force.