Qin Xuan's voice wasn't loud, but in this room, it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"Scrap metal?"
Li Wentao's face immediately turned extremely gloomy. The things refined by his master had always been highly sought-after. Now, someone actually commented that the magic tools refined by his master were scrap metal?
For a moment, everyone's eyes focused on Qin Xuan.
"Ha ha ha, Old Mo, who is this kid beside you? Could it be a junior of your Mo family?" Zhou Qingguo laughed even louder and sneered, "Even daring to say that Master Chen's magic tools are scrap metal. I really admire you."
Even the noble families of Jingshui City, who were on good terms with the Mo family, couldn't help but shake their heads slightly. Chen Fuyun was a renowned Feng Shui master in Linhai. Each of the magic tools he refined was priceless.
Mo Zhengfeng's expression also looked a bit ugly. With a wry smile, he naturally didn't dare to say anything to Qin Xuan and didn't care about Zhou Qingguo's ridicule.
Qin Xuan sat in his place, feeling increasingly disappointed in his heart.
He had originally thought that there might be some gains, but he didn't expect they were all junk. These four magic tools were at best engraved with a tiny bit of insignificant array patterns, not even comparable to the lowest-level magic tools in the Cultivation World.
"Looks like Old Mo has extraordinary vision. I, Zhou Qingguo, naturally dare not compare with the Mo family. How about this? I want all four of these magic tools." Zhou Qingguo laughed and looked at Li Wentao, "Mr. Li, please name the price. Compared to the wild talk of some young kids, I naturally believe in Master Chen's magic tools."
Qin Xuan glanced at Zhou Qingguo, feeling a little displeased in his heart.
He had originally intended to expose the mystery of these so-called magic tools. Since Zhou Qingguo was willing to buy them, why would he stop him?
"What? You want them all!" Many people were not willing. There were only four magic tools this time, all made by Chen Fuyun.
Even if one for each person wasn't enough, Zhou Qingguo actually wanted them all and didn't leave a single one for them?
"How? Could it be that you want to compete with me?" Zhou Qingguo's expression gradually turned gloomy, causing many people's eyes to sink.
"Zhou Qingguo, this isn't Senyuan. It's not your turn to be so presumptuous!" Mo Yunyi stepped forward, his voice cold.
Bang!
At the same time, the bald man behind Zhou Qingguo stepped forward. Like a fierce wolf, his imposing manner rushed forward. Mo Yunyi's body actually trembled slightly and couldn't help but retreat, his face full of horror.
"Internal energy martial artist?!"
Someone stood up and exclaimed. This bald man was only in his thirties but had actually entered the rank of internal energy martial artist. No wonder Zhou Qingguo dared to be so unscrupulous.
"Xiao Yi!" Mo Zhengfeng slightly raised his hand. In an instant, the pressure Mo Yunyi was enduring vanished.
"Zhou Qingguo, don't push it too far. There are a total of four magic tools. You can take one or two of them..." Before Mo Zhengfeng finished speaking, a voice suddenly came.
"If he wants them, just give them all to him!" Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, "A bunch of scrap metal. If you believe me, just give them all to him!"
Everyone was stunned again, especially Mo Zhengfeng. He turned to look at Qin Xuan, his heart slightly shaken.
If it were someone else, Mo Zhengfeng wouldn't believe it at all. Chen Fuyun had been famous in Linhai for many years. How could his magic tools be 'scrap metal'?
But these words were said by Qin Xuan, and Mo Zhengfeng had to think carefully.
Qin Xuan was the one who could heal the hidden injury in his body and even complete the Lingshui Formula. To describe Qin Xuan in Mo Zhengfeng's own words, there were only four words.
Incomprehensibly profound!
No one knew how many astonishing methods this seemingly ordinary young man actually had.
"Ha ha ha!" Zhou Qingguo laughed even more happily. He looked at Mo Zhengfeng mockingly, "Old Mo, why don't you listen to this young kid's words? Maybe he is a stronger Feng Shui master than Chen Fuyun?"
Many people around couldn't help but show a wry smile. Everyone could hear Zhou Qingguo's ridicule.
Li Wentao's face became even gloomier and scolded, "My master is powerful. How could the strength of the magic tools be commented on by a mere young boy like you? Even if you are someone from Old Mo, such an insult to my master cannot be tolerated."
Amid everyone's ridicule, Mo Zhengfeng took a deep breath and slowly raised his head, "Zhou Qingguo, since you want these magic tools, then take them all. I, Mo Zhengfeng, won't keep a single one!"
What?
The entire room suddenly fell into silence. Even the noble families of Jingshui were stunned.
Was that kid crazy? Could it be that Mo Zhengfeng was also crazy?
He actually believed the wild talk of that kid and thought that Master Chen's magic tools were just scrap metal?
Even Mo Qinglian couldn't help but exclaim, "Grandpa!"
It was Chen Fuyun. Once today's incident spread out, it would be equivalent to offending Chen Fuyun. The power of a Feng Shui master was far greater than imagined. With just one word from Chen Fuyun, countless noble families would be willing to risk their lives for a magic tool.
Mo Zhengfeng sighed in his heart and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
How could a few magic tools compare to the Lingshui Formula? Although the magic tools were good, the cultivation technique was the foundation of the Mo family.
"Old Mo, I think you are really old!" Zhou Qingguo's smile gradually faded, turning into a hint of indifference, "You are actually unable to tell right from wrong and black from white."
"Presumptuous!"
Mo Yunyi shouted loudly and Mo Qinglian was also furious.
The noble families around were also a bit indecisive. Although they were on good terms with the Mo family, the rise of Zhou Qingguo and the Zhou family was inevitable.
Zhou Qingguo's words, although seemingly ridiculing Mo Zhengfeng, were actually a reminder to them.
Mo Zhengfeng was old. Even though he was once glorious for a while, he couldn't resist the invasion of time. Although his two sons were doing well in the military and financial aspects, it was difficult for them alone to support the entire Mo family.
Li Wentao's eyes were gloomy. He glanced at Mo Zhengfeng and said coldly, "Today's incident, I will report truthfully to my master."
He turned to Zhou Qingguo, his expression slightly easing, and said, "These four magic tools, my master has priced them at a total of 50 million. If Mr. Zhou wants them, you can take them all."
"Good!" Zhou Qingguo laughed loudly, being extremely imposing.
He signaled the young man beside him to directly transfer the money to Li Wentao. A few minutes later, Li Wentao showed a smile.
During the process, all the noble families of Jingshui City fell into silence.
If Mo Zhengfeng didn't compete for these four magic tools, they didn't have the capital to fight against Zhou Qingguo. Watching helplessly as these four magic tools were about to be taken away by Zhou Qingguo, many people frowned tightly and even felt a sense of resentment towards Mo Zhengfeng in their hearts.
"Chen'er, go and collect the magic tools. Let's go back." Zhou Qingguo said loudly, slowly standing up, his face flushed.
This time, he had shown off to the fullest and even gained four magic tools refined by Master Chen. It could be said that he had reaped a rich harvest.
The young man moved forward, intending to collect the magic tools. Suddenly, a faint voice came.
"Wait!"
Everyone looked over and saw Qin Xuan stand up, with his hands in his pockets, a faint smile on his face.