Gu Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked through the crowd at the somewhat wretched young man, but he did not say anything. Instead, he looked curious, wanting to see what tricks this guy was going to play.
Everyone in the store dispersed and left in a hurry.
Although they didn't know this man, his clothes clearly revealed his identity.
Disciple of Huoyun Sect!
"Where's the owner of this shop? Why isn't he coming out to greet my brother Zhu?"
The wretched young man looked at Mu San, who was not far away, with a face full of anger, and shouted angrily, "Are you the owner of this store?"
Mu San's face looked a little ugly. This ninth-level spiritual disciple dared to bark at him?
"I'm asking you a fucking question!"
Seeing that Mu San did not answer him, the wretched boy's face became even more angry, and he stretched out his legs and swept towards Mu San.
Mu San snorted coldly, shook his feet, and raised his legs, colliding with the wretched boy.
“Ouch!”
The moment the two legs collided, the wretched boy's face changed drastically, and the severe pain in his calf almost made him lose his balance.
"You! How dare you attack a disciple of the Huoyun Sect?"
The wretched young man turned pale and shouted.
Gu Yuan looked at the wretched boy with great interest and found it a little funny.
Are all the disciples of the sect so good at confusing right and wrong?
However, Gu Yuan did not stand up, but stood quietly aside. He wanted to see how Mu San would deal with this matter.
Mu San sneered, does he really think he is made of clay?
He looked at Gu Yuan and found that Gu Yuan was looking forward to the show. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that he was ready to stand by and watch.
"Brother Zhu! How dare the people in this store hit me! This is really disrespectful to you!"
The pain in his calf made the wretched boy gasp. His eyes rolled back and he immediately cried towards the young man with tears in his eyes.
The young man called Brother Zhu glanced at the wretched boy with a hint of disgust in his eyes.
"Hurry up and stand up! You are really embarrassing my Huoyun Sect!"
Brother Zhu kicked the wretched boy sitting on the ground and cursed.
Hearing this, the wretched boy hurriedly stood up and limped back to the young man.
The young man looked at Mu San and said calmly, "Zhu apologizes for the offense he just caused. Please don't take it to heart."
Mu San looked at the young man, somewhat surprised by his attitude, and immediately said, "My Abyss Pawnshop is open for business and welcomes all customers, with the exception of those like you who like to cause trouble."
The young man frowned, glanced at the wretched boy, and then said, "I heard that the things in this Abyss Pawnshop are quite unique, so I came here to take a look. Are you the owner of this shop?"
Knowing that the young man didn't want to dwell on the matter, Mu San didn't want to say any more and simply replied, "Of course I'm not the owner, but that's not important. Since you've come here because of its reputation, then take a look around. If there's anything you want, just bring something of equivalent value in exchange."
"Oh, by the way! I hope you will make less noise when you come next time. If this happens again, don't blame me for not welcoming you to the Abyss Pawnshop!" Mu San glanced at the few brave people left in the store and said lightly.
The young man's expression turned somewhat grim at this moment, and he snorted coldly, "Is this how you treat your customers in your pawnshop?"
"If you abide by the rules of our pawnshop, we will naturally respect you." Mu San said calmly, with a strong warning in his words.
"Alright, alright! A small pawn shop dares to do this to our Huoyun Sect. That's quite interesting."
"Brother Zhu! This guy is courting death! How dare he speak to you like that! You know, even Han Tian, the number one outer sect master of our Huoyun Sect, wouldn't speak to you like that!"
The wretched boy looked at Mu San with fear in his eyes and said something fanning the flames.
"Shut up!"
Mu San and the young man shouted at the same time, which scared the wretched boy.
"Brother Zhu!"
The young man glared at the wretched boy, then looked at Mu San, "I hope your pawnshop has something that will catch my eye."
Mu San returned to Gu Yuan, who gave him an admiring look.
"How is it, Brother Gu, are you okay?" Mu San scratched his head and asked with a smile.
Gu Yuan nodded and said with a smile, "Well done! Who cares if he is a disciple of Huoyun Sect or not? So what if he is? So what if he isn't? As long as you enter this pawnshop, you are all customers. No one is superior to others."
"Hehe, this is because you are here, Brother Gu. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to do this."
Mu San smiled bitterly. He didn't care about their identity as disciples of Huoyun Sect, but he was still extremely wary of the Huoyun Sect behind them.
"Hahaha, I'm just a level five spiritualist. What difference does it make whether I'm here or not?" Gu Yuan said.
Mu San hesitantly said, "Senior Ying obviously listens to you. If you can't do it, don't you still have this?"
Gu Yuan couldn't help but laugh. So this was what he was thinking. He just didn't know how interesting Mu San's expression would be if he told him the Golden Vulture's current true strength.
Of course, this was a secret between him and the Golden Vulture, and he would never tell anyone else.
However, even if the Golden Vulture only has the strength of a Spirit Master now, it is enough to deal with most troubles. After all, although his realm is not there, his fighting instincts and experience are still there, which others cannot match.
Besides that, there is also the Blood Coffin. Although Gu Yuan is not quite sure about his strength, judging from the fight that day, the Blood Coffin must be at least a seventh-level Spirit Master now.
With two powerful Spirit Lords around, Gu Yuan was not too scared. This was the reason why he dared to throw Zhang Xiong out that day. Although Lingshan Sect also had a half-step Spirit King, they probably would not come forward for Zhang Xiong, a small deacon who climbed up by talking.
Zhu Ming looked at the things on the iron rack, and his eyes gradually lit up.
"Is this a spiritual fruit? Well, the quality is pretty good, nothing special."
"Spiritual weapon? A third-grade spiritual knife, a fourth-grade spiritual sword? Not bad!"
"This is a fourth-grade spiritual skill, the Sky-shattering Fist."
"This is a fourth-grade technique, the Fire Flame Technique."
Zhu Ming looked at the skills and magical techniques displayed one by one, and finally set his sights on a light yellow scroll.
"Is this... a sixth-grade spiritual skill?"
Zhu Ming's eyes gradually became hot. He swallowed and was about to reach out to take the scroll in his hand.
But at this moment, a faint white light emerged and directly blocked Zhu Ming's hand.
"Um?"
The fire in Zhu Ming's eyes remained undiminished, and his spiritual energy gushed out. He wanted to force his way through the light shield, but found that he could not get in at all.
After trying again, Zhu Ming's face turned grim, knowing that there might be some mystery here.
"Where's your shop owner? I want to see this!"
Zhu Ming's breathing quickened slightly. This was a sixth-grade spiritual skill! Yet, it was mixed in with a bunch of third- and fourth-grade spiritual skills. Could it have been left out?
Mu San looked at Gu Yuan, obviously asking for his opinion.
This light shield is a defensive shield that Gu Yuan bought from the system, and the cost alone is five million gold coins per month.
Raising and lowering the shield only depended on Gu Yuan's thoughts. Although Mu San was also authorized by Gu Yuan, he did not dare to act on his own when Gu Yuan was around.
"Remove it and let him see!"
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