I'm covering this wretch

Chapter 267

The priceless ink emerald Guanyin pendant hangs on the waist, and the jade bone fan in the hand is the authentic work of Lu Yu, the master of cursive script 500 years ago.

He looked like the two of them were seventeen or eighteen years old, but their actual age was already in their thirties.He looks handsome, but he is not very eye-catching. It may be the reason why he is a vegetarian all the year round. He is obviously a wealthy businessman with a bad reputation, but his face is honest, his lips are moderately thick, and he does not have the meanness of other businessmen.

"Take me to meet this senior."

Baili Pojun immediately changed his mind.

This is a world where the strong are respected, as long as you are strong enough, no matter how young you are, then you are a strong man worthy of respect, and you can bear this "senior".

"Yes." The one-armed swordsman nodded.

After a moment.

Baili broke through the army and entered the VIP box at Dizi No. [-], where he met Mo Bai and Yun Qingcheng as he wished.

It's just that he never expected that this expert "senior" would look so young. Even though he was wearing a golden mask, he could still tell that he was no more than twenty years old.

"My surname is Baili, and my name is Pojun. I offended you two because my subordinates didn't entertain you well before. I hope you will give Pojun a chance to make amends. If you need anything, just ask."

As soon as you come up, get straight to the point and show your sincerity.

This time, Yun Qingcheng was taken aback.

The mature young man in front of him is the legendary richest businessman Baili Pojun who controls the economic lifeline of the entire Jiyu country?

How humble?
It was completely different from what she had imagined.

The energy of the beauty master is really great, she was only here to consign and sell things, but when the beauty master made a move, he directly summoned the boss behind the scenes!
"Master, you're being polite." Mo Bai's demeanor was composed, except for his own wife, he always had a cold attitude of rejecting others, "My master and apprentice are here to consign a few things."

The other party reported his family name.

He has no obligation and self-reported.

Before he knew Xiao Qingcheng, these humble mortals were no different from fragile ants in his eyes.

Baili Pojun touched a soft top, but he was not annoyed, he was still smiling, and he was surprisingly patient: "I wonder what kind of treasure do you two honored guests want to consign?"

It is absolutely extraordinary for distinguished guests.

He could guess it with his toes.

Seeing this, Yun Qingcheng took out three weapons directly from the Qiankun bag.The first one is the snow-colored seedling knife; the second one is the Wanling crossbow; the third one is Buddha's anger Guchen.

With just one glance, Baili Pojun's full attention was attracted by the third weapon.

It was a snow-white whisk.

The shape is very simple.

On the handle of the whisk, there is carved an angry Buddha, with a ferocious posture, but not evil, full of the power of Buddha nature.Guchen's white tassels are a full meter long and are made of special material, made of extremely rare Buddha silk.

Buddha silk is extremely rare.

It must be a Buddhist silkworm raised in a Buddhist temple since childhood. It has been immersed in the sound of the Great Sun Buddha all day long. After three years of spring and autumn, the silk cocoons spun out are impenetrable by water and fire, and are extremely tough.

One meter long Buddha silk is extremely rare.

So many one-meter-long Buddha silks are placed on a whisk at the same time, which shows how valuable it is.

"This weapon is too precious! It's the best!"

Baili Pojun was so excited that he couldn't contain himself, and he lost his composure vaguely, holding the handle of Buddha's Wrath Guchen with both hands, "This is simply the dream of every Buddhist cultivator!"

(End of this chapter)