Ever since he confronted the world's number one weapon maker shop, He Yunfeng's life has been very unhappy. First, he was slapped in the face by Cai Xinghuo, and then he was slapped hard in the face again because of Su Zhouhe's matter.

The world's number one weapon shop not only did not decline, but became more famous because of him. If it weren't for the fact that An Wu was too slow in releasing new weapons, and almost every time he released a new weapon, many buyers would have already rushed into the shop to place orders, and An Wu's store traffic would definitely not be as simple as a hundred or so per day.

What he hates the most is that his "business" has become difficult because of this incident, and now almost no users believe what he says.

The previous method of leading the pace and inducing users not to patronize a certain store no longer works. Those sellers are no longer afraid of him, and some are even very grateful to Anwu.

The spiritual network business was the biggest source of income for him. Now that it was gone, it was like cutting off a large piece of flesh from his body. Not only was it painful, but he also had no idea what to do.

He Yunfeng stared at the several posts with red words on them with envy in his eyes. They were all posted by him, and these were the biggest evidence to slap him in the face.

Every new and old user can see it as long as they log in to Lingwang.

Who would believe him again after he posted something to discredit other stores? On the contrary, there were buyers who blamed him. If he hadn't interfered and deliberately misled them, they might have placed an order in the first place.

Fuck you, those magic weapons are priced so high and there is no official certification. Who would want to be a sucker? Who wouldn't wait and see for a while? Why didn't you say anything at the beginning? Now that you missed it, you blame him!

He Yunfeng was so angry that he asked the staff of Zhaoling.com to delete the post, but his request was rejected several times on the grounds that the user did not make any inappropriate remarks.

It can be said to be retribution. In the past, there were more people complaining about He Yunfeng than the hairs on a cow, but because he knew how to exploit loopholes, even black people did not exceed the rules and restrictions of the spiritual network, which allowed him to jump around until now. Now the situation has changed, and all the store owners who have been cheated by him applauded.

“Ding Dong.”

A prompt suddenly popped up in the lower left corner.

He Yunfeng thought it was someone who came to mock him again, so he opened the private message and immediately narrowed his eyes. A flash of joy flashed across his eyes. It turned out that Sandianshui also had a grudge against Anwu. It was like a pillow falling for a sleepy person!

He had heard of this person. Like him, he made his fortune by doing business on the spiritual network, but he was doing online and offline difference trading, which was less likely to offend people. He just didn't know when Anwu had offended him, and even Sandianshui wanted to deal with him and wanted to cooperate with him.

No matter what hatred there was between them, when such a good opportunity came to him, He Yunfeng immediately replied to him.

"How do you want to cooperate?"

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"Don't miss this if you pass by. It's a top-quality talisman. If you miss this place, you won't find it anymore!"

"Sir, your forehead is black. You will have a bloody disaster within three days. I have a talisman to keep you safe. It's not expensive. You can take it home for only 998."

"Sir, would you like to buy some of these excellent refining materials? They can definitely be used to refine a top-quality magical weapon."

"Fuck, I'm not a weapon maker. There's no point in buying materials for refining weapons." The passerby who was grabbed by the stall owner cursed.

The whole place was bustling with people setting up stalls everywhere. Gao Han could feel that these people were all spiritual cultivators with cultivation skills. This was indeed different from the desolate old street.

Gao Han walked slowly along the roadside. There were many people selling talismans and magical instruments. There were also several stalls selling repairing magical instruments as Cai Xinghuo mentioned. They were basically concentrated in one place.

Gao Han's gaze swept across the three stall owners who were repairing magic tools. One was old, one was fat, and one was thin. They all had their own unique characteristics, even their slogans were different.

The old stall owner was obviously more calm, and his slogan was simple, just one sentence: "Full refund if the repair is not good."

The fat stall owner was the most exaggerated. He said that he could repair any magical weapon. He even said that he had once repaired a magical weapon for a famous figure in Qing City. He was exaggerating as much as he could.

But I have to say that the fat stall owner has a kind and honest face, like a chubby Maitreya Buddha, and his smile makes people feel at ease, so he and the old stall owner have the best business, and passers-by often come forward to inquire, even though no transaction is successful in the end.

Logically speaking, the thin stall owner would have been squeezed out by the two men, but he persisted.

Gao Han knew the reason after watching for a while. The thin stall owner had a silver tongue and could talk a lot of nonsense. People with simple minds might be fooled by him. These three people each had their own local characteristics.

"Little brother, do you have a magical instrument that you want to repair, but don't know which store to choose?"

The fat stall owner had noticed Gao Han's presence a long time ago and found that he had been looking at the three of them. He looked unfamiliar and young, obviously a college student, so he thought he was a customer.

Gao Han walked up to the fat stall owner and asked, "Have you really repaired magic tools for big shots?"

When the old stall owner and the thin stall owner heard this, they shook their heads in their hearts. Another passerby was deceived by Lao Wang's Maitreya Buddha face.

"Of course, I never lie. If you don't believe me, you can go ask this important person and you will know what I said is true." The fat stall owner stroked his chin calmly.

When most people hear him propose this, they will definitely believe it a little more. If it is fake, the other party will not say this. What if he is exposed? This can only fool children and college students who have never seen the world or have no experience, because not everyone can meet a big shot.

If the fat stall owner had really helped a big shot to repair his body, there would be no need for him to set up a stall here and attract customers in twos and threes. Many people have come here to visit because of his reputation.