Left with no other choice, Fang Yu decided to reveal his appearance and see whether any petty thieves might come along to let him vent his frustration and kill some time.
Not long after he revealed his face, an arrogant voice rose behind him—untimely, yet perfectly timed.
"So you're Xiao Yu, the one who found a Dou technique in this marketplace and sold it to your Xiao Family?"
Following the voice, he saw a young man dressed rather lavishly, surrounded by admirers. The man was no older than twenty, and though he was fairly handsome, he looked utterly worn out, like he needed some kidney tonic.
His gaze, in particular, was fixed tightly on Fang Yu, carrying a hint of burning desire. That look made Fang Yu extremely uncomfortable, because it was the greed one showed toward treasure. Clearly, the other party regarded him as a fat piece of meat.
He wanted to get the Dou technique scroll Fang Yu had sold to the Xiao Family.
"So it's Young Master Galeo. What is it, Young Master Galeo? Do you want those two Dou techniques too? That's not impossible. Two hundred thousand gold coins, and I'll hand those two Dou techniques over immediately. If you can't manage that, then please step aside, Young Master Galeo. Otherwise, the consequences will be beyond your imagination."
Fang Yu's words made Young Master Galeo frown. His expression darkened further, and he grew even more arrogant, curling his lip.
"A piece of trash who hasn't even reached the Dou Practitioner realm dares threaten me? You're courting death."
Naturally, their confrontation drew plenty of attention. Upon hearing the news, idle bystanders throughout the marketplace flocked toward them. Before long, the area was packed with people, all gathered to watch the show.
"Whether I'm courting death isn't for