After hesitating for a moment, Qingyu gritted his teeth and said in a pretentiously generous tone.
"Okay, ten thousand high-grade demon crystals, I want them!"
When the shop owner heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Mr. Qingyu is really straightforward! I'll pack it for you right away..."
However, before the shopkeeper could finish his words, a cold voice suddenly came from the door.
"Wait! I want this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan. I'll pay you 20,000 high-grade demon crystals!"
When everyone heard this, they turned to look.
I saw a young man in white clothes walking slowly into the Treasure Pavilion.
He has a handsome face, a stern temperament, and exudes a heart-pounding aura of oppression. He is obviously a powerful demon.
Qingyu's face darkened, and there was a hint of displeasure in his tone.
"Brother, I've already bought this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan. What do you mean by this?"
The man in white sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
"Bought it? I didn't hear the shopkeeper agree to it. A sale is a matter of mutual consent, and the highest bidder wins. I'll pay double the price, and this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan will naturally be mine."
When Qingyu heard this, his face turned very ugly.
He didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway, and he was such a wealthy and powerful man.
He gritted his teeth, his tone filled with anger, "Are you deliberately going against me?"
The man in white smiled faintly, with a hint of disdain in his tone.
"Go against me? I'm not interested in that. But this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan is very useful to me, so I naturally can't give it to others easily."
Qingyu was so angry that his face turned blue. Just as he was about to explode, he saw Meng Wan gently shaking her head at him.
"Master Qingyu, how about... forget it. Although this feather fan is precious, it's not worth arguing over it."
Qingyu felt even more unwilling when he saw Meng Wan was so sensible.
He took a deep breath, his tone firm, "Miss Meng Wan, don't worry. I will definitely get this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan for you!"
After he finished speaking, he turned to look at the shop owner with a hint of threat in his tone.
"Shopkeeper, I'm from the Demon Emperor's Palace! I've already asked for this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan. First come, first served. Don't break the rules!"
When the shopkeeper saw this, he immediately looked embarrassed.
He looked at Qingyu, then at the man in white, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.
"My two lords, this... this is really putting me in a difficult position. This Vermillion Bird Feather Fan is my only possession. How about you two discuss this further?"
The man in white couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.
"Negotiate? What's there to negotiate? If Young Master Qingyu can't afford a higher price, then don't embarrass yourself here."
Qingyu was immediately furious when he heard this.
Meng Wan gently tugged at his sleeve, her tone filled with worry.
"Master Qingyu, forget it. I don't want this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan anymore."
Seeing Meng Wan being so considerate, Qingyu felt more favorable towards her, and at the same time, he didn't want to give up the Suzaku Feather Fan.
He looked at the man in white, his tone somewhat provocative.
"Brother, since neither you nor I are willing to give in, how about we have a fight? Whoever wins will get this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan. How do you say that?"
The man in white sneered when he heard this, his tone full of disdain.
"A fight? I'm not interested in fighting a small fry like you."
Qingyu's face turned even darker as he felt so looked down upon by the man in white, and his fists clenched so hard that they made crackling sounds.
Upon seeing this, the shop owner quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.
"My two lords, calm down! Please don't damage the harmony."
The man in white glanced at the shopkeeper coldly, with a hint of warning in his tone.
"Shopkeeper, you have to think carefully. I just casually took out 20,000 high-grade demon crystals. If you don't sell it to me, you will bear the consequences."
When the shopkeeper heard this, his face turned pale.
He looked at Qingyu, then at the man in white, weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and finally gritted his teeth, with a hint of apology in his tone.
"Master Qingyu, I'm so sorry. This young master offered a higher price, so I can only sell this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan to him."
When Qingyu heard this, his face instantly turned pale and full of anger.
"Shopkeeper, what do you mean by this? You dare not even give face to the people of the Demon Emperor Palace?"
The shopkeeper waved his hands quickly, his tone a little panicked.
"Master Qingyu, I dare not! But this master's offer is higher, and I am also following the rules.
If you are willing to pay a higher price, we will naturally give you priority."
Qingyu cursed the shopkeeper in his heart for being snobbish, but since things had come to this, he could no longer force it.
He turned to look at Meng Wan, his tone full of loss and apology.
"Ms. Meng Wan, I'm so sorry. This Vermillion Bird Feather Fan, I..."
Meng Wan quickly shook her head and comforted him.
"Master Qingyu, don't blame yourself. The market is huge, let's go somewhere else."
Upon hearing this, Qingyu felt more genuinely grateful towards Meng Wan, the simple little princess of the Suzaku clan.
"Miss Meng Wan, don't worry. I will definitely find a better treasure for you!"
After he finished speaking, he glanced coldly at the man in white and said, "Brother, I'll remember what happened today. See you later!"
The man in white sneered when he heard this, not taking Qingyu seriously at all, "I'm at your service anytime."
Qingyu took Meng Wan away from the Treasure Pavilion.
After the two walked out of the store, Qingyu's face was still gloomy, and it was obvious that he was still brooding over what had just happened.
Seeing that Qingyu's face was still gloomy, Meng Wan gently pulled his sleeve with a hint of playfulness in her tone.
"Master Qingyu, please don't be angry. When I was a child in the Suzaku tribe, I also had an argument with a fellow tribe member over a trivial matter.
At that time, we almost got into a fight over a spiritual fruit, but it ended up being snatched away by a passing spiritual beast. We were both stunned.”
Qingyu couldn't help laughing when he heard this, with a hint of teasing in his tone.
"I didn't expect that Miss Meng Wan had such interesting stories when she was a child."
Meng Wan blinked. "Yeah, I was young and ignorant at that time. Later, my mother found out and punished me by making me face the wall and reflect on my mistakes. But now that I think about it, it's quite funny."
Qingyu was in a good mood because of Meng Wan's words, and the gloom on his face disappeared.
He smiled and shook his head, his tone apologetic.
"Ms. Meng Wan, I lost my composure just now. I almost got into an argument with someone over that Vermillion Bird Feather Fan. I really shouldn't have done that."
Meng Wan blinked at him, "Master Qingyu, you don't have to blame yourself. I know you're doing this for my own good, but that feather fan really isn't worth your anger."
Let’s continue browsing the market, maybe we can find something more interesting.”
Qingyu nodded, with a hint of doting in his tone, "Okay, I'll listen to Miss Meng Wan."
The two of them strolled in the market, and Qingyu's mood gradually relaxed.
Finally, he brought Meng Wan to a stall selling small items from the demon tribe.
The stalls were filled with all kinds of exquisite little objects, including glowing spirit beads, singing spirit birds, and various exquisite demon ornaments.
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