"If I'm not mistaken, this sword was forged by the swordsmith Wen Xizi of the previous dynasty on his sixtieth birthday. According to unofficial historical records, on the day of Wen Xizi's birthday, the furnace was ignited by heavenly lightning, a once-in-a-millennium event. So he didn't even celebrate his birthday and personally forged this sword, naming it the Thunderfire Sword."
There was only one of its kind in the world, and who eventually got it is unknown.
"Young lady, if you're willing to part with this sword, I'll give you a price you can't refuse. How about it?" Lan Zechen stated his position quite directly.
Hearing the other party's description of the sword's origin, which was consistent with what the owner of the previous weapons shop had said, it was clear that the other party hadn't deliberately made the sword sound ordinary just because they wanted to buy it.
Therefore, Hong Xiaoduo's goodwill towards this pavilion master increased even more.
"Oh? I wonder what exactly is the price that you, the Pavilion Master, cannot refuse?" Hong Xiaoduo asked with a smile.
“Three thousand taels,” Lan Zechen said after thinking for a moment.
"Three thousand taels?" Hong Xiaoduo repeated.
Seeing her tone and expression, which suggested she thought it was too little, Lan Zechen quickly added, "It's three thousand taels of gold, not three thousand taels of silver."
"Master, the price you've offered isn't quite right. I've heard your Treasure Pavilion has a great reputation, so why are you only offering three thousand gold?"
"The owner of a weapons shop offered me this much before, but I didn't agree to it." Hong Xiaoduo said, holding up a palm towards the other party.
"Five thousand gold pieces?" Upon hearing this, Lan Zechen felt somewhat ashamed.
He knew that what she said was probably true, but he didn't expect that someone would offer five thousand taels of gold.
Seeing Hong Xiaoduo nod with a smile, Lan Zechen immediately raised the price: "Eight thousand gold coins, how about that?"
Hong Xiaoduo smiled and shook her head. She didn't lack money now, so she was even less likely to sell.
“Young lady, this price is really good. There are indeed many people who want to buy this sword, but not many can offer this price.”
"It's not really a matter of price. Even if you offered ten thousand gold coins, I still wouldn't sell it," Hong Xiaoduo said firmly.
Upon hearing this, Lan Zechen's brows immediately furrowed, and his expression softened: "So, young lady, you're just making fun of me..."
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