Like everyone else, Mo Yanhong was unwilling to see the Chengjun Sword fall into Mu Hanyan's hands. Although it was only forged by Xuanyuan Fengchen sixty years ago and its quality was unlikely to be very high, the Xuanyuan Fengchen name alone meant he could resell it for at least several hundred million, more than enough to compensate for Mu Hanyan's previous losses.
Mo Yanhong was determined not to let Mu Hanyan succeed easily.
Seeing Mo Yanhong's provocative look, Mu Hanyan almost blurted out the words "I don't want it anymore, I'll give it to you".
"Keep adding." Xinghuan Qianji said excitedly in his mind.
"Uh..." Mu Hanyan actually had the same thought, but she was worried about losing more than she gained. Mo Yanhong was a bit of an idiot, but the man sitting next to him, Qiu Gongsheng, looked mature and steady. It didn't seem so easy to plot against him.
"Others have come to your doorstep to cheat you, don't you want to cheat them back?" Xingpan rolled his eyes again, which was rare. You wouldn't have thought that this guy was so vindictive.
"You're talking without any concern, but what if you end up getting yourself into trouble?" Mu Hanyan rolled her eyes and said unhappily.
"Alas, alas, why are you so stupid again? Can't you try to apply the soul contract technique I taught you?" Xinghuan Qianji said angrily.
"Soul Contract!" After hearing Xinghuan Qianji's suggestion, Mu Hanyan's heart moved: In terms of usage, the Soul Contract is obviously a method of mental control, that is, a method used to shackle the mind.
According to Xinghuan Qianji, this soul contract will only work with the other party's consent. It is obviously impossible to use it to control Mo Yanhong, but if it only affects his mood, it should not be a big problem.
"This child is teachable." Just as he thought of this, Xinghuan Qianji's approving voice sounded in his mind.
"Three million." Mu Hanyan's voice sounded again, and at the same time, she quietly made a hand gesture, ready to take action immediately if Mo Yanhong hesitated.
"Four million." However, Mo Yanhong did not hesitate and continued to raise the price.
"Five million." Mu Hanyan didn't dare to relax. While raising the price, she paid attention to Mo Yanhong's expression.
"Six million."
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"Ten million." The two of them competed to raise the price, and soon it reached ten million.
Mo Yanhong sneered and was about to speak when someone gently pulled him. He turned around and saw Qiu Gongsheng shaking his head slightly at him.
"That's enough. Calm down. Stay calm." said Qiu Gongfeng.
Mo Yanhong calmed down a little. He was bidding against Mu Hanyan mainly for the sake of pride, and he didn't want Mu Hanyan to get the upper hand. Of course, if possible, it would be nice to get a small advantage by bidding on the Chengjun Sword at a low price.
But now, ten million is almost the limit of this Chengjun Sword. If the price is higher, it would be a bit of a loss to buy it.
Mo Yanhong nodded, looked up at Mu Hanyan, his eyes full of mockery: Mu spendthrift, I want to see how much wealth you have to squander.
Although today's plan was repeatedly disrupted by Mu Hanyan, Mo Yanhong still felt a little proud when he thought that Mu Hanyan had wasted millions of dollars for no reason and did not get any advantage in the end by bidding for the Chengjun Sword.
"Not good!" Mu Hanyan had been staring at the two of them intently. When she saw Mo Yanhong hesitate, she immediately used the hand gesture that had been accumulated for a long time.
Xinghuan Qianji only reminded her of another wonderful use of the soul contract, but did not teach her how to use it. However, Mu Hanyan was not worried. She decided to give it a try first. If it didn't work, there was still Xinghuan Qianji. This guy was so concerned about his reputation that he would never watch her dig a hole and bury herself in it.
A flash of light and shadow appeared before her eyes, and Mu Hanyan could feel two completely invisible light patterns burst out from her eyes, which unexpectedly reflected directly into Mo Yanhong's eyes. Although Mu Hanyan herself could not see clearly, she was certain that the pattern must be exactly the same as the hand seal she had made.
It turns out that the Soul Contract Technique can be used in this way.
Mo Yanhong's body trembled slightly, and there was a look of confusion in his eyes.
"Why, you don't dare to add more? If you told me you don't have money, stop whining in front of me, lest you bring shame upon yourself." Mu Hanyan took the opportunity to pull out the thick stack of banknotes and slapped them together, as if slapping Mo Yanhong in the face with money.
"How dare you say that I have no money? How dare you say that I have no money? Twenty million, I want this sword." Mo Yanhong's mind was in chaos, he lost his mind in an instant, and roared in anger.
"Young Master, calm down, calm down!" Qiu Gongsheng was shocked. Mo Yanhong had obviously calmed down just now and even nodded to him and was about to stop, so why did he suddenly lose his temper?
Mu Hanyan was also shocked. She didn't expect Mo Yanhong to be so bold and actually added 10 million directly.
"Now you understand the magic of the soul contract technique." Xinghuan Qianji's triumphant voice sounded in his mind.
"Twenty-one million." Mu Hanyan looked at Mo Yanhong with contempt. While he was still asleep, she shook the banknotes in her hand, acting arrogantly as if she was saying, "I'm very rich and I can kill you with my money."
"Thirty million." Mo Yanhong was completely enraged and stood up suddenly.
"Thirty-one million." Mu Hanyan smiled.
"Forty million." Mo Yanhong's eyes turned red and he looked at Mu Hanyan like a mad beast.
Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded, even Xuanyuan Fengchen himself.
Forty million, this is far beyond the value of the Chengjun Sword itself. Even Xuanyuan Fengchen himself did not expect it to be sold at such a sky-high price.
Everyone could see that Mo Yanhong was angry with Mu Hanyan, but no matter how angry he was, he couldn't go against money.
Looking at Mo Yanhong with red eyes, and then looking at Mu Hanyan with a smile and clear eyes, everyone had an intuition: it seemed that Young Master Mo had been fooled by the playboy Mu.
"Hehe, I don't want it anymore. Congratulations, Mr. Mo, this sword belongs to you." Mu Hanyan was silent for a moment, smiled, and said to Mo Yanhong.
She didn't want to let Mo Yanhong go so easily, but after using the Soul Contract technique twice in a row, she felt weak and powerless all over, and even felt a sharp pain in her head. Clearly, the Soul Contract technique was taking a toll on her body, and she was almost unable to hold on any longer.
Fortunately, he managed to cheat Mo Yanhong out of 40 million in one go, and Mu Hanyan was very satisfied with the result.
"By the way, I forgot to ask you. This is about right." As soon as Mu Hanyan said this, she remembered that she had not asked Xinghuan Qianji's opinion.
"That's enough. Don't be too drastic. Just teach him a little lesson." Xinghuan Qianji said.
Mu Hanyan secretly broke into a sweat. He had cheated someone out of 40 million. This was just a small lesson. What would be the result if he took it seriously? He was indeed the ancestor of all the charlatans. He just acted differently.
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