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Yang Long thought for a long time and asked, "I can't afford a thousand-forged one, and I don't have enough money. How much does a hundred-forged one cost?"
"Ten thousand. The customer needs to pay five thousand gold soul coins as a deposit." Tang San said without hesitation.
"Are you really not trying to cheat me?" Yang Long released his spirit, the Dragon Pattern Spear, and three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, appeared. The fluctuation of spirit power attracted the attention of the blacksmith shop owner, Mr. Li, and the apprentices.
The people on the street dodged away when they saw this, but many people peeked over here, and some even ran to find the Spirit Hall personnel.
"What's wrong, customer? Did Tang San offend you in any way?"
Mr. Li forced a smile, his body trembling slightly.
If the young man in front of him was just a spirit master, he would not be afraid. With the apprentices, he could throw him out.
But the other party was a Spirit Elder, and he also had a thousand-year spirit ring.
He really couldn't afford to offend him.
"Humph! This blacksmith is cheating me. He said that a thousand-forged Dragon Pattern Spear costs more than twenty thousand gold soul coins, and a hundred-forged one costs ten thousand. Isn't this robbery?" Yang Long pointed at Tang San's nose and scolded.
"This... In fact, this price is already very fair." Mr. Li glanced at Tang San, who helplessly shrugged his shoulders. He also knew that a hundred-forged or thousand-forged weapon was indeed worth these two prices. Tang San was not asking for an exorbitant price.
Yang Long was furious. Just as he was about to teach this blacksmith shop owner a lesson for siding with Tang San, the sound of neat footsteps came from not far away. The Spirit Hall patrol knights wearing Western-style armor and holding long spears rushed over, a total of seventeen people.
Among them, the youngest was only twelve years old. It was Wang Sheng.
And the leader was Su Yuntao.
"Fighting is forbidden in the city. Quickly put away your spirits and spirit rings, or we will consider you as disturbing the order of Nuoding City, and we in the Spirit Hall have the right to take you down," Su Yuntao shouted.
"Humph! Spirit Hall!"
Yang Long put away his spirit rings, snorted coldly, and said, "Someone is blackmailing me. Are you guys not going to do anything about it?"
"We in the Spirit Hall do not interfere in civil disputes. You should go to the officials under the City Lord," Su Yuntao said sternly. "However, you are a spirit master, so we can spend some time to listen to what you have to say. Also, the owner of the blacksmith shop, you can also tell us what happened."
"The thing is, Master Su..." Mr. Li told the story, and Tang San and the other apprentices all agreed.
Su Yuntao was also surprised by the price of a thousand-forged weapon, but he believed that Tang San would not cheat people on such a matter, and neither would the owner of the blacksmith shop. After all, if they really did that, then this blacksmith shop would not need to open for business anymore. Once the news got out, no one would come here to buy kitchen utensils, farm tools, or non-restricted weapons.
Moreover, even if it was really Tang San who was trying to cheat people, he would still stand firmly on Tang San's side. After all, he was not familiar with Yang Long, and Yang Long's attitude was too arrogant... Could nobles just cause trouble for no reason?
"I have already understood the matter. The price of a thousand-forged weapon is indeed this much. Xiao San and the owner of the blacksmith shop did not cheat you," Su Yuntao said. "Don't think that just because you are a noble, you can force others to lower the price."
"I'm not a noble," Yang Long retorted.
"Ordinary people can't afford to wear clothes made of such good material. Even if a spirit mutates, it's impossible for it to mutate to be so powerful." Although it was indeed possible for spirits to mutate, Su Yuntao felt that he was right. When he said this, he changed the subject and said, "I don't care if you're a noble or not. In any case, you can't fight on the street in Nuoding City."
Yang Long was furious, but he really didn't dare to fight against the fourteen Great Spirit Masters and Spirit Masters led by Su Yuntao.
He believed that he could defeat them, but he was afraid of offending the Spirit Hall.
Tang San said, "Customer, do you still want to forge a spear? An ordinary all-iron spear is relatively cheap, only one hundred gold soul coins."
"No, give me back my deposit." Yang Long was in a bad mood and reached out his hand to Mr. Li.
Tang San pushed the deposit in front of Mr. Li, and Mr. Li hurriedly returned the five hundred gold soul coins to Yang Long. He didn't dare to take on such a business deal at all... He had never seen such an unreasonable spirit master.
"Customer." Tang San called out to Yang Long.
"What else do you want?"
Yang Long asked impatiently, "Did I delay your work? Do you want me to compensate you?"
"That's not it. I just wanted to kindly remind you of something." Tang San showed a sincere expression. "When you travel on the continent, strength alone is not enough. You also need to make more friends."
However, Yang Long only felt that Tang San (the little punk) was mocking him: You have strength? What's the use of having strength! When you're out and about, you need to talk about background and power. Which way do you mix in?
He was immediately filled with anger, but he still didn't dare to fight. He could only say, "Dragons don't live with snakes."
"Brother Tao, this guy is so arrogant." Wang Sheng leaned over to Su Yuntao and whispered. He didn't like Yang Long at all and even felt a bit disgusted.
After all, before Tang San and Xiao Wu joined Nuoding Academy, he had been bullied badly by Xiao Chenyu and other children of noble families. He didn't have any fondness for people like Yang Long.
Dragons don't live with snakes?
If you have the ability, don't run away. Just fight them head-on.
"This kind of person must be from a big family. It's better not to provoke him." Su Yuntao shook his head at Wang Sheng. "However, if he really provokes us, don't be afraid. We have the Spirit Hall behind us. In Xiao San's words, a strong dragon can't suppress a local snake, let alone the fact that he's at most a local dragon."
Wang Sheng was puzzled, "What's a local dragon?"
Su Yuntao said, "Earthworm."
And Tang San looked at the other party's distant figure and thought to himself, "Dragons don't live with snakes? That's why true dragons have become an endangered species on the Douluo Continent. There are very few with pure bloodlines. Only the crossbred ones have survived."
"Thank you, Brother Tao, Wang Sheng." Tang San greeted Su Yuntao and Wang Sheng.
"San Ge, don't bother with that kind of person in the future. He relies on being born into a big family to act recklessly. He's obviously very rich, but he still has to haggle over every little thing." Wang Sheng spat in the direction of Yang Long's departure and cursed.
"Xiao San, don't say that. This is our duty." Su Yuntao smiled. "Alright, Wang Sheng, let's continue patrolling. Recently, someone has gone missing near the west of the city. We need to pay attention."
"San Ge, I'll talk to you later."
Wang Sheng bid farewell to Tang San and went with Su Yuntao and the others to the west of the city.
Mr. Li asked, "Tang San, do you know Master Su?"
"It was Brother Tao who helped me awaken my spirit back then." Tang San smiled. "And Wang Sheng, like me, is also a work-study student from Nuoding City, but he has already applied for early graduation."
"So that's how it is." Mr. Li suddenly understood, then smiled and said, "You're right. You need to make more friends. In the future, if you encounter any problems, it'll be more convenient to solve them."
"The more friends you have, the more paths you have. I think that when people live in this world, they need to make more friends and fewer enemies. That's the best way." Tang San spoke his true feelings. "And if you have too many enemies, your life will be tiring."
(End of chapter)