Chapter 139: The End of Playing with Wubaotang

The number of 100,000 strongly stimulated their nerves, making them open their mouths wide and their faces were dull.

What was going on? Wubaotang actually opened a quota of 100,000 for Su Chen. Was Wubaotang crazy, or was the world changing too fast and they couldn't keep up?

Did Su Chen have such a big face?

What does a quota of 100,000 mean? It means that Su Chen can take away items worth 100,000 silver taels from Wubaotang without spending a copper coin, and everything will be paid by Wubaotang.

Such an honor, even the heads of the three major families in Qinghe City would never be able to enjoy.

For a moment, everyone present was in a mess, looking at Su Chen one by one, their mouths wide open for a long time.

Looking at Cheng Wei again, he was almost petrified, standing there blankly, as if he had just been slapped in the face, his face was uglier than pig liver.

"Are you sure? Is it really 100,000 yuan? Could it be a mistake?" Cheng Wei reluctantly confirmed with the old man. This was too unbelievable, and he really couldn't believe it.

The old man said with a serious face: "Mr. Cheng, this matter has been confirmed by our Wubao Hall, and it will definitely not be wrong. Please rest assured to continue bidding."

Bidding?

Still bidding?

Cheng Wei wanted to swear. You Wubao Hall has provided him with a quota of 100,000 yuan. When will this bidding end? Are you really going to squeeze all your money dry?

"If it really doesn't work, I can only withdraw from the bidding."

Cheng Wei thought so, staring at Su Chen with great reluctance, his eyes seemed to want to dig two holes in Su Chen's body. No matter how rich he was, he couldn't bid with Su Chen who had a quota of 100,000 yuan. It was no different from throwing money into the water. Even the Cheng family couldn't stand his squandering.

The key point is that no matter how hard Cheng Wei thinks, he can't understand that Su Chen, as a person from Qinghe City, is far from being comparable to Cheng Wei in terms of family background. How can he have such a big face to let Wubaotang offer an amount of 100,000.

"Forget it, if that kid is willing to spend 50,000 to buy a piece of Fire Spirit Stone, let him buy it. I can't do such a wasteful thing!" Cheng Wei can only comfort himself in this way. The general market price of Fire Spirit Stone is only 20,000 or 30,000. Su Chen spent 50,000 to bid for this Fire Spirit Stone. Su Chen lost a lot. That's right.

What Cheng Wei didn't know was that most of the 50,000 that Su Chen paid was his money, and Su Chen didn't need any cost to refine the Purple Flame Pill.

Just when Cheng Wei finally made up his mind and was about to say that he would withdraw from the auction.

"Wait!"

At this time, Su Chen suddenly spoke.

"Since I have verified my financial resources just now, please prove your financial resources as well. I also doubt whether you are a poor guy from somewhere and are deliberately competing with me maliciously."

Su Chen's words were obviously intentional, because everyone present knew that Cheng Wei was the young master of the Cheng family in Anyang City, and it was impossible for him to be a poor guy from somewhere.

However, when Cheng Wei heard Su Chen's words, his face changed, because he suddenly remembered that he didn't bring many silver notes when he went out today. Excluding the 34,000 taels spent on the auction of the Purple Flame Pill just now, the remaining silver notes seemed to be more than 40,000 taels in total, not up to 50,000.

But this is not his fault. Before he came, he only knew that there was the Purple Flame Pill, and how could he have expected that there was also the Fire Spirit Stone, and it was auctioned at such a high price. It is not safe to carry so much money on him.

"Humph, I am the young master of the Cheng family in Anyang City, can't I take out a mere 50,000 taels of silver notes?" In order to cover up his guilty conscience, Cheng Wei deliberately snorted from his nose, showing great disdain.

Su Chen shrugged: "If the head of the Cheng family said this, I would believe it a little bit, but a junior may not believe it, don't you think, auctioneer?"

"Mr. Cheng, please cooperate with us to verify it." The old man said politely. Since he had verified Su Chen's financial resources at Cheng Wei's request just now, now that Su Chen asked, he naturally had to verify Cheng Wei's financial resources, otherwise it would be unfair.

At this moment, Cheng Wei was really a little panicked. If he didn't bring enough money with him, Wubaotang might give face to the Cheng family and not waste his cultivation, but he would definitely be beaten, and he would be embarrassed.

"No need to verify, I will withdraw from the auction!" Cheng Wei said hurriedly. At this time, he didn't care about face or not. It was better than being beaten.

However, his performance undoubtedly caused a lot of discussion among the people at the scene.

"No way, Master Cheng chose to withdraw from the auction at this time, does he really not have enough money?"

"If that's the case, Master Cheng will be embarrassed today. Although Wubaotang will not really destroy his cultivation, he will definitely not be able to escape a beating."

The old auctioneer's face also sank slightly, and said: "Master Cheng, our store has already cooperated with your request and verified Master Su's financial resources. Now we need to verify your financial resources, but you are making excuses. This is not good."

As he said, the old auctioneer made a gesture, and immediately several Wuwei strongmen above the seventh level of Condensation Realm surrounded him.

If Cheng Wei asked Wubaotang to verify Su Chen's 50,000 taels, but he himself could not produce the corresponding 50,000 taels, then he was making fun of Wubaotang, and Wubaotang would never tolerate such a situation.

Seeing this, Cheng Wei's face suddenly turned ashen, and he knew that he could not escape the financial verification today.

Soon, several people from Wubaotang politely "invited" Cheng Wei to the backstage.

After a while, they came out and said: "According to the results of our verification, Mr. Cheng has a total of 43,000 taels of silver on him, less than 50,000."

As soon as these words came out, many people present couldn't help laughing. It turned out that Cheng Wei really didn't have enough 50,000 taels on him. This time, Cheng Wei was really having a lot of fun. The Cheng family's face could only guarantee that his cultivation would not be abolished. As for the rest, the Cheng family didn't have that much face.

Sure enough, the old auctioneer's face darkened and he said, "Mr. Cheng, you clearly have less than 50,000 taels of silver on you, but you asked us to verify whether Mr. Su has 50,000 taels. Are you trying to make fun of our Wubaotang?"

"Today, for the sake of the Cheng family, I can spare your cultivation, but those who play with Wubaotang for no reason will still have to pay the corresponding price. Someone break his legs and throw him out of Wubaotang. He will never be allowed to step into Wubaotang again in his life."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, several guards surrounded him and dragged Cheng Wei out on the spot.

Everyone present was secretly frightened. The power of Wubaotang was indeed great. Even the young master of the Cheng family in Anyang City could be beaten at will.