I can bless thousands of magical powers.

"You haven't paid me yet!"

The stall owner's words confused Zhang Yuan: "What money?"

The stall owner just smiled coldly, then reached out and lifted up a piece of wood on the ground. On it were written four big, scrawled characters: "Ask the price and you will buy it."

He said proudly: "Fifty thousand taels of silver, not a tael less!"

Zhang Yuan understood instantly that the other party might have felt unfamiliar with him, or had noticed that he was a newcomer, so he wanted to force a sale on him and blackmail him.

This kind of thing is actually not uncommon.

What Zhang Yuan was wondering was that he was disguised as a fourth-level warrior this time, while the stall owner in front of him was only at the first or second level at most. Where did he get the confidence to be so unscrupulous?

Zhang Yuan was not angry, and asked, "You must buy if you ask for the price? Where is this rule? I have never seen it before."

"Then you finally saw it today!"

The stall owner gave a mocking smile: "This is the rule of Crescent Oasis, pay up quickly!"

Zhang Yuan asked with great interest: "What if I don't give it to you?"

He noticed that the other stall owners around him all looked like they were enjoying the show.

Apparently this isn't the first time this has happened.

"No?"

The stall owner suddenly became embarrassed and immediately took out a whistle, put it in his mouth and blew it.

Beep~
In the blink of an eye, a team of fully armed warriors rushed over: "What happened?"

The stall owner immediately stood up, pointed at Zhang Yuan and cursed, "Sir, this guy is the one who is looking for trouble. He asked the price but didn't buy and broke the rules!"

The leader of this patrol team was a middle-aged man with a sad face. His hands were particularly dark and rough, as if he had practiced some martial arts such as Iron Sand Palm.

And revealed the aura of a fourth-level warrior.

As soon as the stall owner finished speaking, a team of five warriors immediately surrounded Zhang Yuan, staring at him hungrily!
The warrior leader glanced at Zhang Yuan slowly, his eyes swept across the wooden sign hanging on his waist, and then said: "You are new here, right? It is understandable that you don't know the rules."

After a pause, the man continued, "It's okay if you don't want to buy anything. Then I'll pay you one-tenth of the price."

one tenth?

This means that Zhang Yuan has to pay five thousand taels of silver to the stall owner as compensation.

The stall owner looked like he had suffered a great loss: "Forget it, forget it. Since you asked, I will just take the loss."

Zhang Yuan couldn't help laughing.

Good guy, really good guy!

The tricks are really deep.

He knew very well that, in the final analysis, he was underestimated!
"Don't!"

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "I'll buy this thing. 50,000 taels, right? I can afford it!"

He reached into his bosom, took out five silver notes with a face value of ten thousand taels from the storage space, and handed them directly to the stall owner.

The stall owner never dreamed that Zhang Yuan would actually use 50,000 taels of silver to buy this herb which was only worth 300 to 500 taels.

He subconsciously took the banknote and looked at it carefully to make sure it was not fake.

The stall owner couldn't help but look at the samurai leader.

He has been in Crescent Oasis for many years without any problems, so his vision and intelligence are naturally good.

These five silver notes are too hot to handle.

Because Zhang Yuan doesn't look like someone who can handle so much money!

Unless he is deliberately hiding his shortcomings.

The warrior leader also realized that something was wrong and frowned without saying anything. The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

Zhang Yuan seemed unaware and smiled, "Any questions?"

However, there was no trace of smile in his eyes, and at the same time, an invisible aura of fierceness emanated from his body.

The stall owner who was hit first suddenly changed his expression.

He felt like he was facing a ferocious beast burning with endless blood flames. Every inch of bone and muscle in his body was screaming in fear. His mind was blank and his soul was floating in the sky, as if falling into the abyss!
"Level 5!"

Although the warrior leader next to him was not targeted by Zhang Yuan, he also felt the terrifying aura emanating from Zhang Yuan and involuntarily took two steps back.

When he came to his senses, he almost cursed out loud!

Not only is Zhang Yuan a fifth-rank warrior, but he also does not have a hundred or eighty lives on his hands, so he cannot condense such a terrifying evil spirit.

Although there are also sixth-level strongmen in Crescent Oasis.

But the warrior leader believed that if Zhang Yuan was really angered, he would definitely be able to kill everyone at the scene, including himself.

By then, Zhang will run away and no one will seek justice for him!
The warrior leader was startled, and suddenly stepped forward to snatch the silver note from the stall owner's hand, and handed it back to Zhang Yuan respectfully: "Sir, this person is blind and offended you. I will teach him a lesson."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped the distraught stall owner hard in the face.

He was knocked to the ground with several of his teeth exposed!

Zhang Yuan took the banknote and looked at the other party with a smile - is that the end?
The warrior leader felt his scalp tingling and raised his foot to kick the stall owner hard several times.

The sound of fracture is clearly audible!
All the stall owners around were terrified when they saw this.

Then, the warrior leader smiled at Zhang Yuan and said, "Sir, take whatever you like from this guy's stuff. You can take it all away!"

"never mind."

Zhang Yuan put away the banknotes and restrained his outward aura.

He didn't even look at the things on the stall and just turned around and left.

The only thing on the stall that caught Zhang Yuan's eye was a decades-old gypsophila.

In fact, this Qilin grass was of little benefit to him. One more or one less would not make much difference, so it was not worth taking seriously at all.

Zhang Yuan was too lazy to get it.

The warrior leader secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then kicked the vendor who was spitting blood in anger: "What a blind man!"

This greedy guy is dead, but he almost offended a fifth-level strongman. He really deserves to die!

The warrior leader waved his hand to signal his men to continue patrolling, and he quickly caught up with Zhang Yuan and said in a flattering tone: "Sir, are you coming to Crescent Oasis to attend the auction?"

Zhang Yuan paused and asked with interest: "Yes, what do you want to say?"

The warrior leader licked his lips and asked carefully, "Do you have an invitation to the auction?"

"Invitation card?"

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and replied, "No."

He had no idea of ​​the specific situation before, so naturally he didn't have an invitation letter.

"This is actually very simple."

The warrior leader was delighted and immediately said, "I can lend you one."

Zhang Yuan touched his chin: "What do you want?"

Zhang Yuan originally didn't want to waste time talking to the other party, but he was planning to go to the auction to look for the whereabouts of the Wu family's lost treasure, so this invitation letter became very important.

Of course, there is no free lunch in the world.

As long as the other party is not greedy, Zhang Yuan does not mind paying a price in exchange. (End of this chapter)