Chapter 1857 But I Don’t Want to Sell

Xiao Fan's heart became a little nervous. After counting, the other party did not continue to increase the price, and the auctioneer began to count down.

"I request a pause for half a cup of tea." At this time, the old man's voice continued to sound.

When the auctioneer heard this, he hesitated slightly. After all, someone who could bid 300,000 yuan for a scrap was not someone he could offend.

"This is unreasonable. The auction is wasting everyone's time. Wanbao Pavilion does not have such rules. It is suspended for an auction item!"

"That's right, can you afford to pay for wasting everyone's time? If you don't have enough sacred stones, you can only watch the treasure fall into the hands of others. Isn't this the case in previous auctions?"

"If it is suspended, the auction will no longer be an auction. You can pause it, and others can also pause it later. So do you still want to auction it?"

The crowd was a little unhappy. They were all waiting for the baby they wanted to photograph. There was no pause.

What's more, if the old man can pause now, then the other party can also pause later. If this happens every time, then there will be no need to hold the auction.

"Sorry!" Sensing the anger of the crowd, the auctioneer sighed, although he also wanted to sell things more expensively, the better, because the more sacred stones he would get.

But rules are rules. The golden signboard of Wanbao Pavilion cannot be smashed, and it cannot be changed because of more than 300,000 sacred stones.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand divine stones, the second time!" the auctioneer continued.

"Humph!" At this time, a cold snort resounded throughout the audience, but it quickly disappeared. People knew that the person who did not get the scrap in the auction was angry.

Many people are disdainful, so what if they are angry. These are the rules of Wanbao Pavilion. Who do you think you are?

Don't say that no one knows who you are. Even if they know, they may not be given face. Who of them can come here without honor?

"The third sale of 350,000 sacred stones!" The auctioneer finally made the decision and quickly changed the topic: "The item to be auctioned next is an item found in ancient ruins..."

In Xiao Fan's box, Jianluo laughed loudly: "That person actually wants to suspend the auction, it's really ridiculous, and he dares to express dissatisfaction with Wanbao Pavilion. Who does he think he is?"

"Do you think it's ridiculous for someone to be able to produce more than 300,000 divine stones?" Xiao Fan glanced at Jian Luo and asked.

Jian Luo's voice stopped suddenly. He was just happy that Xiao Fan took the photo of the fragment and didn't think about so many things at all.

But then again, how can someone who can produce 320,000 divine stones be simple?

Moreover, the other party requested to suspend the time for half a cup of tea, which shows that the other party can raise more sacred stones in half a cup of tea, which is also a manifestation of strength.

"Maybe what he has on him is only worth 320,000 divine stones, but he must have other ways to get the divine stones." Jianluo took a deep breath and said.

Xiao Fan nodded. It was indeed just luck that he was able to take a picture of this fragment. The other party had limited sacred stones and valuables.

If the other party continues to increase the price to 400,000, Xiao Fan cannot increase the price to 500,000, because the divine stone on his body is less than 500,000.

After spending 350,000 sacred stones to auction this fragment, Xiao Fan felt a little sad, but for the inheritance of King Shura, he had no choice but to give it a try.

The auction continued, but Xiao Fan did not continue to participate. He only had about ten thousand divine stones left on him, and he had to save some for use.

After a while, the door sounded. When he opened the door, he saw an old man walking in with two maids.

"Master Ruochen." When they saw Master Ruochen, they quickly bowed respectfully.

Originally, they were curious about who was willing to spend thirty-five sacred stones to buy a broken ancient scroll, but they didn't expect it to be Gu Ruochen.

Just as Xiao Fan was about to stand up, Gu Ruochen smiled and said, "This is a meeting gift from Gu to Brother Jian."

The old man and the two maids were astonished. Not to mention whether the ancient scroll was worth 350,000 sacred stones, just being able to ask Gu Ruochen to give something to someone was enough to prove that the other person's identity was extraordinary.

Several people took a deep look at Xiao Fan and remembered this face.

"Just put the things down. I'll settle the accounts later." Gu Ruochen said to the old man.

"Yes, Mr. Ruochen." The old man nodded respectfully and retreated. This Wanbao Pavilion was opened by Gu Ruochen's family. How could the old man dare to refute?

Not to mention that Gu Ruochen promised to go back and settle the matter, even if he didn't settle the matter, no one would dare to say anything.

"Thank you very much." Xiao Fan was also polite. Gu Ruochen was not bad with the 350,000 divine stones, but he was not. Although his hands were short, Xiao Fan felt that these hundreds of thousands of divine stones were not enough. Buy Gu Ruochen’s life.

"Young Master Gu is grand." Jian Luo looked at Gu Ruochen with awe in his eyes.

Gu Ruochen smiled and said nothing. Xiao Fan and the others thought he had given away 350,000 yuan, but Gu Ruochen knew that Xiao Fan was a guest of Wanbao Pavilion and there was a discount for shopping.

In fact, he only gave away about 200,000 yuan. What's more, when Wanbao Pavilion bought this thing, it was probably only worth 2,000 sacred stones.

Not only could he make friends with Xiao Fan, but he could also give him a favor. It was a good deal anyway, so how could he miss it?

Xiao Fan had already picked up the broken ancient scroll and imprinted all the lines on the ancient scroll in his mind.

With Xiao Fan's photographic memory, after a few glances, it was hard to forget. However, just in case, Xiao Fan still asked his soul clone to complete the picture scroll that Yue Shi gave him.

"It turns out to be true. I didn't expect that outside of the Yue Ren Clan, there would be people who knew the internal structural diagram of Shura Mountain." Xiao Fan was extremely surprised.

"Crunch!"

Suddenly, the door creaked open. Before Xiao Fan and the others could recover, an old man in gray robe opened the door and walked in, followed by a young man in black robe.

"Excuse me, this is my young master. I want to discuss something with the fellow Taoist who bought the ancient scrolls." The old man in gray robe said with a cold expression and an arrogant tone.

"You don't even have the courtesy to knock on the door. Are you here to discuss it?" Jian Luo also looked at the other party with the same cold expression.

The other party's attitude was obviously to force the ancient scrolls, not to discuss at all.

The old man in gray robe ignored Jian Luo, his eyes swept across the room, and finally landed on Gu Ruochen: "I didn't expect it to be Young Master Ruochen. This is my Young Master Leng Tong. We came here specially for the ancient scroll, please Ruochen." The beauty of Mr. Chen’s adulthood.”

After recognizing it was Gu Ruochen, the gray-robed old man's attitude obviously improved a lot, but he didn't have much fear.

Gu Ruochen frowned, glanced at the black-robed young man's cold eyes, shook his head lightly and said, "I'm not the one who bought the ancient scroll."

The old man in gray robe is indeed an old monster who has lived for some years. His eyes instantly fell on Xiao Fan who was still sitting on the chair: "Since it's not Young Master Ruochen, then it must be this little brother. My Young Master is willing to spend fifty The Stone of the Gods, if you buy the ancient scroll in your hand, you will earn 150,000 yuan in just one cup of tea, which is a rare benefit."

Xiao Fan looked at the gray-robed old man amusedly. This old man was really unusually arrogant, as if the 150,000 divine stone was just a beggar.

After a pause, Xiao Fan smiled playfully and said, "So, I should be grateful to you?"

"Isn't it?" The old man in gray robe narrowed his eyes and said, "If you think five hundred thousand is too little, how about adding another hundred thousand?"

"But I don't want to sell." Xiao Fan shook his head lightly and said. He was very unhappy with the tone of the old man in gray robe.