Chapter 283 Humiliated
After hearing this, the disciple didn't quite believe it, and still looked at Ye Ziheng suspiciously.
"Wait a minute, I have to make a call first."
After finishing speaking, regardless of Ye Ziheng, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.
Then Ye Ziheng heard the words that made him the most angry, and made him want to lift the long sword to pierce the disciple's head.
"Hey elder, it's me. I'm the guard of the Artifact Refining Hall. I have something to ask you. Can you check the magic treasures in the Zongmen's magic treasure house to see if there are any missing?"
"For first-grade ones, there are five in total, three long swords, one long knife and one long spear."
Ye Ziheng's fists were clenched tightly, and his teeth were clenched tightly because of anger. Although he tried his best to conceal the anger on his face, it was still obvious.
The disciple also saw the anger on Ye Ziheng's face, but he was not afraid at all, instead he looked at Ye Ziheng with a sneer and said.
"Tianxingmen's gate rules, anyone who fights in the Artifact Refining Hall, the Artifact Refining Hall and other places will have their magic weapons confiscated, and they will be banned from entering the Artifact Refining Hall and the Alchemy Hall for one year."
"You can beat me for being angry, but you have to pay for your anger, a heavy price."
After speaking, an unscrupulous smile appeared on his face.
As for Ye Ziheng, although his heart was burning with anger, he could only endure it.
After a while, a voice came from the phone, and the disciple nodded his head here a few times, then hung up the phone and looked at Ye Ziheng again.
"There are five magic weapons in total, let's count you 50 Wen Runyu."
Saying that, he wanted to take down Ye Ziheng's five magic weapons.
But Ye Ziheng suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped the disciple.
"Why, aren't you going to sell it?"
The disciple said, stretching his hand back.
"You said before that the normal price of a magic weapon is 15 pieces of warm jade. Shouldn't five handles be 75 pieces of warm jade? Why do you only give 50 pieces of warm jade?"
Ye Ziheng asked coldly, with a gleam of coldness in his eyes.
But the disciple sneered.
"Yes, I can tell you with certainty that according to the price of Tianxingmen, this commonly used magic weapon is indeed 15 pieces of Wenrunyu, but I just want 10 pieces of Wenrunyu to give you a magic weapon, what can you do with me? ?”
Ye Ziheng's heart was extremely angry at this time, his eyes were fixed on this disciple, but this disciple was not afraid of him at all, with a contemptuous smile on his face, looking confident.
"Of course, you can also choose to take the magic weapon out and sell it yourself. This kind of situation is allowed by the sect, but I have to remind you in advance that based on your current reputation in the Tianxingmen, I am afraid that a piece of warm jade is not guaranteed. Can be sold."
After speaking, a smug smile appeared on the disciple's face.
Ye Ziheng held the magic weapon in his hand, stood there thinking for a long time, finally took a deep breath, raised his head and looked at the disciple.
"Okay, 10 yuan a handle, I'll sell it."
As he spoke, he removed the hand holding the magic weapon from above.
Seeing that Ye Ziheng agreed, the disciple sneered, took the magic weapon away from the table, and then took out a bag of warm jade and handed it to Ye Ziheng.
Ye Ziheng held the Wen Runyu in his hand, and without counting, he walked out of the refining hall with the bag.
Not long after Ye Ziheng walked out, the smile on the disciple's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a face full of helplessness.
Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man in a white robe slowly came out from behind him.
(to be continued)