The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#779 - Is Jin Duoduo your father?

"Is that so?"

Lu Jing didn't rush to open the Seven Aperture Exquisite Box after hearing what Shopkeeper Sun said.

Speaking of which, he had been a little puzzled before as to why Grandmaster Honglian had hidden his legacy so securely.

First, the tooth in the Zen staff, then the key in the razor; although clues were left, it would be really difficult for an ordinary person to follow them all the way.

If Lu Jing hadn't practiced the Mad Demon One Hundred and Eight Staffs, he probably would have given up long ago.

Fortunately, all this effort has finally paid off.

The answer to the question he was looking for was right in front of him, in this box.

How should I put it, it felt like the nervous anticipation of going to receive an award after completing a final ring quest.

According to Shopkeeper Sun, the extraordinary nature of the final prize could be seen just from this box worth two thousand gold.

As long as Grandmaster Honglian didn't pull some moth move like putting nothing in the box to warn future generations to let go of anger, then the things inside were definitely not simple.

The true explanation of the Mad Demon One Hundred and Eight Staffs, here I come!

Shopkeeper Sun had already tactfully left the room, leaving only Lu Jing and the other three inside.

Lu Jing rubbed his hands, and Wen Xiaochuan, who was next to him, also curiously leaned over and urged, "Open it quickly, open it quickly."

Hearing this, Lu Jing no longer hesitated and inserted the key into the only keyhole on the box.

Although more than twenty years had passed, Lu Jing's hand didn't feel any resistance when he inserted it into the lock. With a gentle turn, he easily opened the box.

Sure enough, a treasure box.

Lu Jing was about to open the box when he saw Shopkeeper Sun, who had just left, returning with a face full of cold sweat.

He forced a smile on his face, "Gentlemen, there is a guest outside who wants to talk to you."

"Talk about what?"

"He wants to buy the box in your hands," Shopkeeper Sun said, swallowing.

"Not selling," Lu Jing replied very decisively.

What a joke, he was now a氪金 player, and money was no longer enough to move him.

However, the price that Shopkeeper Sun subsequently quoted still stunned Lu Jing.

"That guest is willing to offer one million taels of silver."

"What a large sum," Wen Xiaochuan啧啧 said, "One million taels, just to buy such a small box, is he throwing money away?"

"I'm not throwing money away, it's just that the things in the box happen to be very important to me."

A strange man's voice came from outside the door.

Before Lu Jing and the others could invite him in, he walked in on his own.

Shopkeeper Sun's face was a little unsightly. Obviously, the stranger's actions had broken the rules of Tongbao Qianzhuang, but he couldn't afford to offend this person and the backer behind him.

He could only watch helplessly as the other party walked in, wanting to say something but unable to utter a word.

"That's right," the man said sternly.

"You also said that you have been looking for it for a long time?"

"Yes, yes," the man nodded again.

"That's really a coincidence. You haven't found this box after looking for so long, but as soon as I came, you found it and rushed over eagerly."

As Lu Jing spoke, he glanced at Shopkeeper Sun on the side.

The latter's face was extremely embarrassed. Of course, he also knew that the timing of this man's arrival was a little too good. It seemed that Tongbao Qianzhuang could not escape this pot. Obviously, he had an internal response in the Qianzhuang, and he, the shopkeeper, knew nothing about it. A dereliction of duty could not be avoided.

The man was not ashamed when he heard the words, "To be honest, our family has found this box for some time, but we have been suffering from not having a key to open this Seven Aperture Exquisite Box, so we can only wait for you to come."

After he finished speaking, he opened his mouth again without waiting for Lu Jing to answer, "Two million taels."

Even Xia Huai couldn't help but look sideways. She and Wen Xiaochuan, one born in an official family, and the other from a martial arts family, had seen a lot of silver and rich people.

But it was the first time that someone offered two million taels directly to buy something.

Wen Xiaochuan couldn't help but said, "Which family are you from? Is Jin Duoduo your father?"

The man smiled and didn't answer, just looked at Lu Jing expectantly, waiting for the latter to spit out those two words.

"Not selling," Lu Jing waved his hand.

The man's face changed slightly, this was not the two words he wanted.

So after a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Then you name a price."

"Five million taels?"

"Okay," the man agreed in one breath.

"Seven million taels."

"Is this your psychological price?"

"Ten million taels."

A look of hesitation appeared on the man's face, but after a while, he nodded, "Ten million taels... it will take some time to collect."

"Very good, I won't sell it, no matter how much you offer, I won't sell it," Lu Jing said.

"Then were you just playing with me?" the man said angrily.

"No, I just wanted to know which family you are from," Lu Jing said leisurely, "Ten million taels, even the number one martial arts family, Xiaoyao Villa, can't take it out. Jin Duoduo should have so much money, but even he would have a hard time raising it in a short time."

The man was silent, and after a while, he said, "Friend, some things are better not to ask so much. Give me the things in the box, and then take ten million taels of silver and live freely, isn't that good?"

His gaze swept over the three women, Xia Huai, Wen Xiaochuan, and Xuan Ji, and said sincerely, "You already have beauties to accompany you, plus so much money, even the person on the dragon chair is not as happy as you."

"I'm living quite happily even without your ten million taels of silver," Lu Jing picked up the teacup in front of him and said leisurely, "Money, this kind of thing, is something that people want when they don't have it, but when it reaches a certain level, it's just a string of numbers. The key is that I happen to not lack money."

"Then what do you want, martial arts secrets, or divine weapons and treasures, we can talk about it," the man's eyes flickered.

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