You Chengfeng seemed surprised and quickly explained, "The seller consumes the token at twice the rate of the buyer. In other words... if your mask is used as the seller's token, it will only last... an hour and a half."
You Chengfeng finished speaking hesitantly, but saw that Xiang Sheng's expression remained unchanged, and he had no intention of taking out the token. Instead, he took out a wooden board from the storage ring and started carving.
He felt secretly strange in his heart.
If it were an ordinary person, facing the sarcasm and ridicule of the servants of Tianqing Pavilion and the layers of exploitation of Fangcunji, even if he did not dare to turn his back, he would always feel a little angry.
But this distinguished guest was too calm.
She was so calm that it seemed as if it was not her but someone else who suffered the loss.
Although thinking this in his heart, You Chengfeng did not dare to show it, and sat at the stall waiting obediently.
Chila——
After carving the last stroke, Xiang Sheng casually threw the wooden board out and hung it up for display. After that, he sat down cross-legged calmly, without placing anything in front of the stall.
You Chengfeng was completely confused. Just as he was about to stand up to see what was written on the wooden board, he saw that the monks passing by suddenly gathered around him like beasts smelling blood.
His expression changed slightly, and he became even more curious about the contents of the wooden board, but he didn't dare to stand up and take a look.
In the blink of an eye, the empty stall was surrounded by people, and a pair of hands filled with scrutiny and inquiring eyes kept scanning it.
You Chengfeng felt his scalp tingling when he was looked at, and he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. But when he looked at Xiang Sheng beside him, he saw that he was still the same, with a calm face, like a pool of stagnant water.
"The Lu family witch?"
"It's a lie, right?"
“…”
There were whispers coming from the crowd. When You Chengfeng heard it, he was shocked and looked shocked.
"It's just grandstanding!"
Suddenly, a purple-robed monk sneered, "Before, there was also a female cultivator who sought death by pretending to be the Lu family's demon woman. Later, her lie was exposed and she died a very miserable death."
Xiang Sheng raised his eyelids slightly, looked at the person who spoke, and said in a cold tone: "If you don't want to buy anything, get out!"
"……you!"
The purple-robed monk's expression changed slightly, and he immediately became angry and cursed: "You are just a lowly slave, and you dare to imitate the Lu family's witch? You are tired of living! Wait until the Fengyue Sect disciples come over, and I will see how arrogant you can be."
Before the purple-robed monk finished speaking, someone behind the crowd shouted, "The Fengyue Sect disciples are here, everyone make way."
The purple-robed monk burst into laughter, "Just in time!"
A path was cleared in the crowd, and when You Chengfeng looked up, he saw a Fengyue Sect disciple wearing a moon-patterned robe approaching with great momentum.
He secretly groaned in his heart, wondering how he got into such a big trouble.
"Are you the Lu family witch?"
The leading Fengyue Sect disciple had a gloomy expression and asked, "Do you have any evidence?"
Xiang Sheng stretched out his hand, pointed at the wooden board, and chuckled softly: "As a disciple of Fengyue Sect, don't you even know how to read?"
The Fengyue Sect disciple looked slightly angry, but he didn't lose his composure. Instead, he took a deep breath and said coldly, "Okay! You said you only want to buy, then I want to buy the storage ring of the Fengyue Sect senior brother who died in battle. Will you sell it to me?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at Xiang Sheng at the same time.
You Chengfeng also turned his head to look, holding his breath.
This move of the Fengyue Sect disciple can be said to be a sure kill. If the person cannot produce anything that shows the identity of the Fengyue Sect, how can he be called the "Lu Family Witch"?
"Of course I sell it."
Xiang Sheng arched his brows, a hint of teasing in his words: "But you have so many brothers who died in Xuanwang City. Which one are you talking about? Why don't I let you choose?"
As she spoke, she spread out her palms, revealing more than a dozen storage rings. Each one bore the unique emblem of Fengyue Sect, and some even had traces of blood on them.
The whispered conversations around disappeared in an instant.
Everyone stared with wide eyes at the storage ring in Xiang Sheng's palm.
The dead silence lasted for a moment, and then an uproar broke out among the crowd, and the noise became unbearable.
"real?"
“It’s true!”
"The Lu family witch has appeared!"
“…”
Although fighting is strictly prohibited in Fangcun Market, many people still retreated in fear and subconsciously moved further away from Xiang Sheng.
This was the evil woman of the Lu family who had killed hundreds of cultivators in Xuanwang City in one breath. Who could have predicted that she wouldn't dare to kill people in the market?
The purple-robed monk who had spoken so arrogantly earlier was so frightened that he turned pale and ran away without saying a word.
"The Lu family witch!"
The disciples of Fengyue Sect were horrified and retreated one after another.
He came here just to protect the reputation of the sect and scare off the imposters, but he didn't expect that it was the real boss who was here.
He was trembling with fear, but he still forced himself to resist the urge to run away. He shouted loudly: "Witch Lu, this is Fangcun Market. If you dare to attack here, Fangcun Market will not forgive you!"
"When did I say I was going to do it?"
Xiang Sheng leaned casually against the back of his chair, one hand resting on the side of his face. His tone was lazy, yet it carried an undeniable coldness and sternness: "Go call Wan Lingmo over. You can't afford these storage rings."
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