Chapter 325 Zhang Fengping's Plan

After Zhong Yi finished speaking, his heart skipped a beat and he bid directly: "Five thousand!"

After saying that, he continued: "This is the limit of my Zhong family's bid. If anyone here can bid higher, my Zhong family will not participate.

Zhong Yi directly reported his bottom line. Five thousand high-grade spiritual stones were all the working capital that the Zhong family could afford at present. If anyone really continued to bid, this skill would have to be given up.

Fortunately, after he finished bidding, the entire auction house fell into silence.

The price that Zhong Yi revealed has already exceeded the market price of the best extraordinary skills. Normally, the price of the Xiaoyue Scimitar would be 4,000, which is the limit.

Han Xu also didn't expect that a skill he took out at random could be sold for such a high price, and it was no one else but Zhong Yi.

Wang Tong said with a smile in the private room: "This time, the Zhong family's vitality has been severely damaged."

The Great Elder Wang Mingyang said from the side: "Zhong Yi is so desperate. It seems that the fate of the Zhong family depends on the young man named Han Xu."

Wang Tong knew what Wang Mingyang was referring to, and he said: "That kid Han Xu can seriously injure Jin'er with two punches. He does have some strength, but he is still no match for Qi'er."

"Wang Qi has been practicing with Elder Di. I wonder what his state is now?"

Wang Tong said: "I got the news a few days ago that Qi'er has become a semi-saint. With this Blood Evil Pill, the Zhong family has no chance."

Wang Tong spread his hand, and the palm of his hand was the Blood Evil Pill that he had just photographed. On the surface of the Blood Evil Pill, there seemed to be air currents similar to blood threads lingering, reflecting an evil aura under the dim light.

After the dust settled, streaks of light flew out, and everyone began to leave the auction house. At this time, a voice came into Han Xu's ears: "Sir, please go to Kunzi Room to collect the spirit stones."

Han Xu smiled, and after inviting someone to ask about the location, he went to Kunzi Room alone.

He originally thought that the only person waiting for him was the steward who received him, but there was another person in the room.

The head of the Zhang family is Zhang Fengping.

Han Xu pretended not to recognize him, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Sir, this is the head of the Zhang family and the owner of this underground trading market." The steward introduced respectfully.

"Master Zhang." Han Xu did not change his attitude because of Zhang Fenping's identity. His calm tone seemed to not take Zhang Fenping and the Zhang family seriously at all, which made Zhang Fenping feel more and more He has an extraordinary origin.

Zhang Fengping said: "I have always wanted to meet you since I heard Manager Xiong mention you. When I meet you today, you are truly a young hero. I wonder if you can tell me your name."

"Yi Luo." Han Xu made up a name at random, but this name was full of his longing for Luo Ling.

"It turns out to be Mr. Yi, thank you for meeting me." Zhang Fengping said, then took out a storage ring and handed it to Han Xu, "Mr. Yi, here are the spiritual stones obtained from the auction."

Manager Xiong on the side then added: "Mr. Yi, the technique you gave me sold a total of 5,000 high-grade spiritual stones. According to the rules of the auction house, we should have drawn five points, which is 250 high-grade spiritual stones." There is a handling fee for the stone, but the head of the family said that we don’t want this fee, and all five thousand high-grade spiritual stones are in this storage ring.”

This made Han Xu feel a little surprised. Two hundred and fifty high-grade spiritual stones were not a small amount. Zhang Fengping said he didn't want it, so there must be something wrong with it.

Han Xu never believed in good things falling from the sky, so Zhang Fengping must have a motive for doing this.

Therefore, Han Xu did not rush to take the storage ring, but said to Zhang Fengping: "What does this mean, Master Zhang?"

"Don't get me wrong, little friend. I just want to make friends with you." Zhang Fengping also called Han Xu "little friend." With the addition of two hundred and fifty high-grade spiritual stones, he wanted to make good friends with Han Xu. Xu's purpose is already very obvious.

But to Zhang Fengping's expectation, Han Xu said: "Master Zhang is too polite. The rules are the rules. I only take what I should take."

After saying that, Han Xu took the storage ring, transferred the spirit stones in it into his own storage ring, leaving 250 spirit stones in it, and handed it to Zhang Fengping.

"My friend, are you looking down on me, Mr. Zhang, or the Zhang family?" Zhang Fengping's face darkened. He had expressed enough kindness, but Han Xu did not expect that he would not appreciate it.

However, he did not give up, but continued: "If Mr. Yi feels dissatisfied, just ask for anything you want. As long as my Zhang family has it, we can discuss it."

"With all due respect," Han Xu said, "Head of the Zhang family does not have the attitude of making friends."

Having said this, Zhang Fengping no longer hid it, he said: "To be honest, I really want to ask my friend to do a favor."

"Are you kidding? The Zhang family is one of the three major families in Lingxu City. If you need help from me, a junior, you need help."

"Don't worry, little friend, it's a long story." Seeing that Han Xu didn't refuse directly, Zhang Fengping seemed to see hope. He organized and described what happened in the simplest language.

It turned out that he wanted Han Xu to represent the Zhang family in the competition between the three clans. As for the identity issue, Zhang Fengping had already thought about it and told the public that Han Xu was his nephew who had been practicing abroad and had just returned to Lingxu City.

Although this lie was a bit lame, according to him, similar situations had never happened before, and he had the connections to deal with it.

Hearing this, Han Xu remembered the Taiyi disciple named Zhang Shoucheng he had found at the auction house before. Maybe he was from the Zhang family, so Zhang Fengping could cheat in the competition.

"The head of the Zhang family is really powerful. I heard that there seemed to be a Taiyi master present in your three-family competition."

"Don't worry about this. We also have people in the Zhang family practicing in Taiyi. We have some connections. We will never be discovered because of our identity."

Zhang Fengping continued, "My friend, I believe that your strength will definitely allow our Zhang family to get first place."

"I'm sorry, head of the Zhang family, I can't promise you this." Han Xu rejected Zhang Fengping again without thinking, even though he offered a higher condition this time.

At Han Xu's level, he can't make promises to others at will. If he promises and can't do it, it's easy to plant a demon in his heart and bury hidden dangers for future practice.

Since he had agreed to help Zhong Yi first, he could not agree to the Zhang family. Moreover, from a subjective emotional point of view, he hoped that the Zhong family would make a splash in this competition, so as to reduce his guilt towards Zhong Fu.

"Can you tell me the reason?" Zhang Fengping asked.

"You also know that I also practiced the Howling Moon Scimitar. Now the skills have been bought by the Zhong family. They may find a way to deal with the Howling Moon Scimitar. I can't take this risk."

After listening, Zhang Fengping laughed and said, "You can rest assured that the Zhong family can't take the skills back home. I have hired the best thief, and the secret book of the Howling Moon Scimitar will be back here soon."