Flender lay quietly in his rocking chair, listening to Luo Ling and Tang San's conversation.
By now, he could more or less confirm that the crystal he had just sold was a valuable treasure he had failed to recognize.
At once, he decided not to sell it after all.
"Stop arguing, you two. That crystal is mine, and it's no longer for sale!" Flender shamelessly rose from his rocking chair and reached for the crystal in Luo Ling's hand.
Naturally, Luo Ling would not let Flender have his way. He dodged him and stared at him coldly.
"Boss, don't get this wrong. I've already bought this Hair Crystal."
"What do you mean, bought it? Did I take your money? As long as you haven't left my shop, it's mine!"
"Heh. I've seen shameless people before, but never one who just threw his dignity straight onto the ground." Luo Ling sneered coldly.
"Watch your words, brat. Haven't your elders taught you to respect your elders?" Flender's expression turned cold as well.
"Elder? All I see is a worthless piece of trash with no shame!" Luo Ling refused to back down.
"Looks like I'll have to discipline you on your family's behalf!" Flender's face flushed red from anger as immense Soul Power bore down directly on Luo Ling.
Facing Flender, who intended to attack him, Luo Ling showed no fear. Putting aside the fact that Flender was merely a Soul Saint, if they truly fought, it was still uncertain who would win.
More importantly, he sensed a familiar aura drawing near.
Seeing Luo Ling's utterly fearless look, Flender grew even more enraged and was about to teach him a lesson. But the next instant, a cold, sinister aura enveloped him.
"If you dare touch him, I'll kill you!" A frigid voice sounded