Chapter 78 - Just To Trick Fools (1/2)
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So, this is the legendary godly pen.
Lin Xuanzhi was about to ask someone to open the box and take out the forged engraving pen for him to see when a waiter walked over.
The waiter sized up Lin Xuanzhi, and when he saw his shabby appearance and how he didn’t seem to have anything valuable on him, he gave Lin Xuanzhi a scornful look and said, “This forged engraving pen costs at least 10 000 gold. You can only touch it if you intend to buy it.”
Yan Tianhen glanced at the unconcealed scorn on the waiter’s face and said to Lin Xuanzhi, “But Dage, why do I feel like he has a particularly horrible disposition? And he even looks like he’s itching for a beating?”
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Lin Xuanzhi nodded and said, “There’ll always be situations where one mouse shit could ruin an entire pot of porridge, which is why until today, Hidden Tools Pavillion still isn’t the best magic tool shop in the Five Continent’s mainlands.
Yan Tianhen looked like he had just saw the light and nodded, then said, “So what Dage is saying is that it’s because there’s this kind of mouse shit that Hidden Tools Pavillion can’t make it big?”
The waiter was so angry he almost spat blood out. But he only heard Lin Xuanzhi shake his head and say, “Mouse shits aren’t that capable. Dage is trying to say that, the upper management’s supervision is lacking, which is why they allow this kind of people to run around here and ruin Hidden Tools Pavillion’s reputation. This is the real reason why Hidden Tools Pavillion can’t be the best in the Five Continents.”
Just as the waiter was about to start swearing at them and chase them out, his line of sight fell upon the entrance and his eyes suddenly gleamed like he had just seen his God of Fortune. Right now, he practically looks like a dog who just saw a bone dangle in front of him.
The waiter couldn’t be bothered with Lin Xuanzhi anymore. He rushed towards the door ahead of the other waiters who had also seen the newcomer. He welcomed the new customer with a smile and bowed slightly like he was a henchman, then said, “Craftsman Tong, welcome! And I was wondering why I kept hearing the cries of magpies today, so it was because they had already known that you would be coming today.”
Tong Le’s expression remained unchanged as he nodded and said, “I’m here to sell tools, notify your pavilion’s master.”
“That’s great!” This waiter immediately ran upstairs to look for the pavilion’s master.
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Meanwhile, the other waiters were staring at his back with eyes full of envy.
You must know, every time Tong Le came, whoever receives him and helps him find the pavillion’s master would be able to get 10% of the proceeds from selling the tools Tong Le brought over. This was practically a godsent assignment.
“It’s that asshole Fang Yu again who changes his attitude at the flick of a finger.” One of the waiters spat out.
“We can’t help it, that bastard has a good eye after all.” Another person lightly said.
“Doesn’t he just flatter the strong and step on the weak? He keeps chasing after wild geese, one of these days a goose is going to bite him back. Just wait and see, he’ll suffer his retribution sooner or later.”
“He, I won’t know if he’d get any retribution in the future, but I do know that he’s earning so much now that his money is falling out of his pockets.”
However, although these few people said these things on the surface, they weren’t slow in clustering about Tong Le with huge grins on their faces as they ushered him into the VIP room.
“Craftsman Tong, please come over here, I’ve already prepared some young spiritual tea leaves for you. Its flavour is excellent, you simply must have a taste.”
“Craftsman Tong, what good tools did you bring over today? Could you show it to us so that we could broaden our horizons?”
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“Craftsman Tong, when you want to come over again next time, you can just let humble me know and humble me will greet you at the foot of Profound Sky Sect in advance.”
“Craftsman Tong…”
Tong Le could be considered one of Hidden Tools Pavillion’s most stable and important customers. He’s the most talented craftsman amongst the younger generation in Profound Sky Sect and has the best prospects; he’s already a teal soul craftsman at such a young age, and he had never crafted a low-grade tool before – most of the tools he crafted were either mid- or high-grade. Such an achievement was considered to be as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns amongst the younger craftsmen. It wouldn’t even be out of the question for him to be on par with the super-first-class Bai family’s genius craftsmen.
When Tong Le’s gaze lightly swept over the forged engraving pen that he had taken a fancy to a long time ago — but never had the chance to buy because of its exorbitant price tag and his shy pockets — he suddenly stopped.
“Lin Xuanzhi?” Tong Le said in astonishment with a face full of disbelief.
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Lin Xuanzhi looked at him coldly, then said, “Tong Le.”
Tong Le furrowed his brows and asked, “What are you doing here?”
Lin Xuanzhi said, “Just taking a look.”
There would often be people clustered around craftsmen, and Tong Le wasn’t an exception. In fact, the cluster around him was even bigger and of a higher quality than most craftsmen.
A cultivator dressed in extravagant clothing casted a glance at Lin Xuanzhi, then said in a peculiar tone, “Why aren’t you recuperating in that worn down cottage of yours? If you do so, you could prolong your life by another one or two more years. So why the hell are you trying to find some sense of purpose here? Profound Sky Sect isn’t a place where you can return to whenever you please.”
Lin Xuanzhi lightly said, “Naturally I can’t compare to a dog like you who hasn’t even touched the inner doors of Profound Sky Sect.”
This cultivator immediately retorted angrily, “My name is Wu De!’
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“O.” Lin Xuanzhi said, “I can’t remember the names of all the random stray cats and dogs I come across. If you’re called Wu De, does it change the fact that you’ve never touched the inner doors of Profound Sky Sect?”
Wu De, “…….”
Fuck, he’s never touched them before.
Laughter poured in from all sides. Wu De’s face flushed red, then he said resentfully, “Lin Xuanzhi, why the fuck are you so arrogant? Don’t forget, you’ve already turned into a good-for-nothing through and through!”
“That isn’t something for you to decide.” Lin Xuanzhi smiled in a poised and noble manner.
Tong Le sized up Lin Xuanzhi, and for some reason, he had a bad feeling about him.
From what he knows, Lin Xuanzhi should have completely fallen to rock bottom. After he returned to the Lin family, he became a good-for-nothing who was despised by humans and detested by dogs. Not only did he stay in a residence that couldn’t be compared to that of a random outer disciple of Profound Sky Sect, but he also couldn’t even fill his stomach sometimes.
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