"You actually want to use something worth three hundred million to trade for the God-grade Martial Skill in my hands?"
Before he could finish, Qin Shaofeng had already leapt to his feet, pointing angrily at Yan Xie. "Can you be any more shameless, you old fossil? Do you believe that if I traded with the Heavenly Machine Tower, I could get something worth at least three billion?"
"What did you say? Three hundred million? This old man clearly spent one billion!" Yan Xie roared instinctively.
The moment the words left his mouth, he regretted them again.
What has been wrong with me lately?
Although Second Brother died, he only died at the Chasing Stars Sect. Why can't I hold back my anger toward this little bastard?
"How can you be so shameless, you old thing?"
Qin Shaofeng was furious. "You idiotically spent one billion to buy something worth only three hundred million, and now you want to calculate it for this young master at one billion? Can you be any more shameless?"
"Little! Bastard! Then tell me, how do you want to trade?"
Yan Xie had begun panting heavily.
"You actually dare curse this young master?"
Unlike the others, Qin Shaofeng did not harbor much fear toward Yan Xie.
On the contrary, he intended to use the information he had released to swindle Yan Xie properly.
"Originally, this young master wasn't planning to fleece you. I only needed you to help me secure three auction lots, and the trade would have been complete. But now... heh heh!"
"You can use this lot to exchange for one-third of what I know. The next lot gets you another third. As for the one after that... hehe! You only need three items to exchange for one-third of what this young master knows, but