Old Wu's hand couldn't help but tremble. He asked again, "Is this for me?"
"Yes, for you," Yi Feng waved his hand. Old Wu couldn't help but take a cold breath, feeling a bit dreamy and still a bit incredulous.
He asked again, "Really for me?"
"It's just a rake, nothing to fuss about," Yi Feng said. Just a rake... Yi Feng's words made Old Wu roll his eyes and almost faint.
He was filled with even more shock and disbelief upon realizing what had happened.
He once had underestimated Yi Feng before, and now Yi Feng's position in his heart had risen directly to another level.
He couldn't help but wonder, who was this monster who looked so young but could be so old? How could he be so disdainful even towards holy objects?
"Of course, this rake is not given to you for free." Then, Yi Feng added. Although he wanted to give the rake directly to the old man, he wasn't that naive.
After all, economically speaking, he was now in dire straits. Old Wu nodded. He never thought that Yi Feng would give him a holy weapon for free. After all, such a divine item was hard to come by. Even many people with valuable treasures couldn't exchange them for a holy weapon. So he was also worried.
What exactly would Yi Feng make him pay or ask him to do? And could he do it? For a moment, he sat on a small stool, like a child, waiting eagerly for Yi Feng's next words.
"We're old friends, so I won't charge you market price. I'll give you a 50% discount!" Yi Feng said. Fifty percent off was also the lowest price in his mind. Although the old man was a farmer, he should be able to afford a holy rake at half price.
Upon hearing this, Old Wu's body trembled slightly. While a holy rake at a half price would be highly sought after and could even attract the attention of countless old monsters throughout the continent, what made him uneasy was the fact that even with a 50% discount, he couldn't afford it. His old, broken seven-toothed holy rake had already exhausted all his savings from many years, and a 50% discount far exceeded its value. He didn't know what to do.
Does the opportunity bestowed by heaven have to be missed like this? Old Wu held his face, extremely uncomfortable. Seeing Old Wu's embarrassed look, Yi Feng furrowed his brow and asked, "What's wrong, Old Wu? Is it because you don't have enough money?" Old Wu's face was full of embarrassment as he nodded his head. Alas! Yi Feng couldn't help but sigh. It seems that this old man is even poorer than he imagined. What should he do now?
Seeing Yi Feng sigh, Old Wu felt extremely nervous. If Yi Feng were to take back this heaven-sent opportunity, he would be very upset. So he raised his head and nervously asked, "Yi, no, Mr. Yi, how about... " "Hmm?" Yi Feng looked at him.
"I still have one thing unfinished. After I finish it, I'm willing to honor you as my master and follow you. What do you think?" Old Wu looked at Yi Feng anxiously, not knowing if he would agree.
"Follow me?" Yi Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help but raise his mouth. Is this old man suffering from teenage syndrome again? A rake cannot ascend to this level. Retreating, what use is there for this old man to follow him? Except for having one more mouth to feed, who might die any day and require him to pay for the funeral.
"Okay!" Seeing the situation, Old Wu's face was filled with disappointment. He understood that Yi Feng was not willing to accept this condition. But it was also understandable. Yi Feng was already stronger than him. Having such a follower would not be of much use.
"How about this then?" Yi Feng thought for a moment and said, "You can take the rake first, and as for the money, you can slowly save up and give it to me when you have it. "Yi Feng looked at him. This was his biggest concession. If he had the financial ability, it would be fine to just give the rake to this old man. But he wouldn't pretend to be rich when he wasn't.
Yi Feng's words immediately excited Old Wu, who was filled with gratitude and respect for Yi Feng. He thought he had no chance of getting the divine rake, but he didn't expect Yi Feng to make such a big concession.
"Mr. Yi, I will always remember your kindness. Maybe you won't need me for your whole life, but I, Wu Yonghong, vow here that if you need me for anything, I will be there for you no matter what." He stood up and bowed deeply to Yi Feng.
As Wu Yonghong made his vow, the clouds in the sky above Pingjiang City suddenly changed, and two flashes of lightning flashed through the sky. A mysterious contract was imprinted into Wu Yonghong's mind. The oath contract. If he were to violate it, he would be destroyed.