Feng Jun was not particularly broad-minded. Back when Huangfu Wuxia had guests, she had made him wait; naturally, he could do the same.
Le Ye's pupils contracted slightly as he asked again, "Fellow Daoist Feng, does President Huangfu know about your Netherworld Bead...?"
It was difficult to predict the intent behind that question.
Feng Jun answered indifferently, "She knows. She wanted to buy it yesterday."
How else could I sell my goods at a high price without introducing competition?
Le Ye frowned, clearly growing a little nervous. "How much did she offer?"
"Heh." Feng Jun smiled noncommittally and did not answer. Instead, he repeated, "I never intended to sell it."
Hearing that, Le Ye relaxed slightly. To be honest, he would rather negotiate a price with this Ninth Layer Qi Refining independent cultivator than deal with the Tiantong Merchant Alliance. Those money-grubbing people were the true sort to kill without spilling blood.
However, Huangfu Wuxia had already caught wind of it, leaving him little room to maneuver. So he spoke bluntly, "Ten thousand Spirit Stones. I believe the Tiantong Merchant Alliance cannot offer that price. If it works, it works. If not, forget it."
"Then forget it," Feng Jun replied without hesitation. "I never intended to sell it anyway."
"What kind of person are you?" Le Ye had never expected that even this price would not satisfy him. He was genuinely getting anxious. "I've already shown plenty of sincerity."
"There's no point talking about that." Feng Jun looked at him calmly. "How many times do I have to tell you... I don't intend to sell it?"
He really did intend to sell it. Based on his understanding of Huangfu Wuxia, he could also guess that ten thousand to fifteen thousand Spirit Stones was the upper limit for this Netherworld Bead.