Zhang Lingyun had thought that after he mocked Qin Shaofeng like this, Qin Shaofeng would at least be somewhat provoked.
But he had been wrong.
"Steward Fang, I came today for no particular reason. I just wanted to take a look at some Low-level Demonic Beasts. If possible, I'll casually lead a few back to play with!"
Ignored!
Thoroughly and completely ignored!
It was as though Qin Shaofeng had not heard Zhang Lingyun at all. Smiling, he began chatting with Steward Fang.
"Qin Shaofeng, you..."
Qin Shaofeng's attitude once again enraged Zhang Lingyun. His face darkened with anger, and he nearly could not hold himself back from charging straight at Qin Shaofeng.
But when he saw Steward Fang, he immediately remembered where he was. This was a place even his father did not dare offend!
A cold sweat broke out in his heart, and Zhang Lingyun swiftly suppressed his rage.
Yet the way he looked at Qin Shaofeng only grew more furious.
As for Qin Shaofeng, he still acted as though Zhang Lingyun did not exist, smiling as he looked at Steward Fang.
This young master of the Qin Family did not seem like the despairing wreck rumored outside—the one whose cultivation had been crippled and whose dantian had shattered!
Qin Shaofeng's display made Steward Fang silently praise him. Then he smiled and said, "Oh, so that's how it is. What a coincidence—our Beast Arena recently received a batch of rather fine Low-level Demonic Beasts. I'll take Young Qin to have a look right now."
However, Steward Fang clearly had not forgotten Zhang Lingyun. Though he looked down on him, maintaining the attitude of a businessman, he still smiled and said to Zhang Lingyun in the end.
"If Second Young Master Zhang is interested, why not come have a look as well?"
After shooting Qin Shaofeng an angry glare, Zhang Lingyun considered it for a moment before nodding to Steward Fang. "All right, then I'll have to trouble Steward Fang!"
Following Steward Fang, Qin Shaofeng and Zhang Lingyun arrived at the rear courtyard of the Beast Arena.
In truth, ordinary people were generally not allowed into the Beast Arena's rear courtyard. This was not where beasts fought, but where those Low-level Demonic Beasts were kept. Anyone other than staff was forbidden from entering.
However, given Qin Shaofeng and Zhang Lingyun's status, Steward Fang did not make an issue of it.
Just as Steward Fang had said, the Beast Arena had indeed recently acquired a batch of Low-level Demonic Beasts.
The Demonic Beasts in the cages throughout the rear courtyard were all brimming with savage air. At a glance, one could tell they were brand-new Low-level Demonic Beasts that had never entered the Beast Arena.
But these did not meet Qin Shaofeng's requirements.
Under normal circumstances, the combat power of Low-level Demonic Beasts fit for beast fighting was absolutely not something the chickens and ducks in Qin Mansion could compare to.
Although the Giant Turkey and Domestic Porcupine were both Low-level Demonic Beasts, and the system classified them as such as well.
Qin Shaofeng understood that even among Low-level Demonic Beasts of the same realm, any one of these could slaughter the chickens and ducks in Qin Mansion clean to the last.
So the prices of these Low-level Demonic Beasts certainly would not be low.
Ah, this is going to be difficult. I don't have many Gold Notes with me. I can't buy more than a few!
Qin Shaofeng was troubled. He had only brought a little over a thousand Gold Notes, enough to buy at most two or three Low-level Demonic Beasts.
The currency of this world was measured in gold and silver.
One tael of gold was worth ten taels of silver. Gold Notes worth over a thousand taels of gold were actually no small sum.
After all, an ordinary household needed only around ten taels of silver each month for expenses.
"May I ask which Demonic Beasts the two young masters have taken a fancy to? I can give you a discount!"
At that moment, Steward Fang spoke.
Though he spoke of a discount, the way he looked at Qin Shaofeng and Zhang Lingyun made him seem exactly like a man who had spotted two fat sheep.
He could tell that there was a conflict between Qin Shaofeng and Zhang Lingyun, but the more so, the better it was for him.
After all, conflict meant competition!
And with competition, he could make a killing!
Unfortunately, if Steward Fang knew that Qin Shaofeng had only a little over a thousand Gold Notes on him, who knew whether he would still be thinking that way.
Seeing Steward Fang so enthusiastic, Qin Shaofeng gave a strange smile inwardly, then hesitantly said, "Well, actually I..."
But before Qin Shaofeng could say anything more, Zhang Lingyun immediately sneered from the side, "Our Young Qin naturally won't disappoint Steward Fang. Given Young Qin's current tastes, I'm afraid Steward Fang will make a handsome fortune!"
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