Carelessness

Yan Zhuixing's gaze turned slightly cold as he said in a deep voice, "Brother Yue, you may eat things carelessly, but you cannot speak carelessly. This matter has already been proven to be sheer fabrication. It would be best not to mention hearsay again, lest misunderstandings arise."

"Ah! This matter caused such a huge uproar. I was merely curious and asked casually." Yue Qianchou waved a hand indifferently, then asked, "I wonder how many Blood Orchids Brother Yan wishes to buy?"

Now that they had gotten to business, Yan Zhuixing did not quibble with him any further. He said seriously, "That depends on whether Brother Yue's price can show some consideration. If it is cheap, I will buy more; if it is expensive, I will buy less."

"Since Brother Yan has spoken, naturally I will show consideration for the sake of an old friend." Yue Qianchou stroked his chin and pondered for a moment. "The original price was two hundred million high-grade Spirit Stones per plant. If Brother Yan sincerely wishes to buy them, I can knock off one thousand high-grade Spirit Stones per plant."

Man Hu spat on the spot. "A billion-worth item, and you knock off a thousand? You actually have the nerve to say that?"

Yan Zhuixing pressed a hand toward him, smiling without warmth. "Brother Yue truly thinks highly of me. Many thanks for your consideration. To make a long story short, I want seven Blood Orchids. I wonder if Brother Yue has brought them?"

Yue Qianchou chuckled. "Seven Blood Orchids are worth one billion four hundred million high-grade Spirit Stones. Does Brother Yan have enough money on him?"

Yan Zhuixing knew this fellow clung like sticky cowhide candy; there was no point dragging this out further. Decisively, he took out two storage pouches and handed