"Yield it to you? That was an interesting thing to say, Fellow Daoist. I fear it was not that you were yielding it, but that you could not afford a higher price, wasn't it?"
Su Shi'er gave a muffled snort, staring fixedly at Baili Lingquan with unprecedented sharpness in his eyes.
There had never been any friendship between him and the other man to begin with.
And now, he had even less to worry about.
"You..."
Baili Lingquan glared at Su Shi'er. Choked with rage, he was unable to speak for a long while.
As a distinguished disciple of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect, he had been provoked again and again. If they had not been in Bai Zhang Market, he would have long since been unable to restrain himself from teaching the other man a lesson.
Meeting Su Shi'er's gaze, Baili Lingquan curled his lips.
"Think whatever you like. I have already said everything I needed to say. Fellow Daoist Peach Blossom, you are the spirit turtle's current owner. You ought to have the greatest say in this matter."
With that, he turned his head and directed the matter toward Peach Blossom.
"This..."
Peach Blossom's lovely brows furrowed slightly. As she looked at Su Shi'er, an awkward expression appeared on her face.
The two men were competing against each other out of spite, and she was the one benefiting.
Naturally, she was delighted. If Baili Lingquan of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect had made the final bid, she would not have worried at all.
But now, the final bidder was Su Shi'er, a stranger who appeared utterly ordinary.
Coupled with Baili Lingquan's words, she could not help feeling somewhat uneasy and worried.
Still, she could not tell whether he was merely competing with Baili Lingquan out of spite or