
The palm of old man Wu could not help shaking, and he asked solemnly again: "What do you mean, this is for me?"
“Ya, for you.” Yi Feng waved his hand and said indifferently.
Old man Wu suddenly took a deep breath. He felt a little dreamy, and he still could not believe it. He asked again, "Is it really giving it to me?"
"This is just a rake, not a big deal," Yi Feng said indifferently.
Isn't that just... A rake?
Yi Feng's words immediately caused Old Man Wu to roll his eyes and barely accept them.
But in response, he was even more shocked and overwhelming, as he discovered that he had underestimated Yi Feng before, and the rank Yi Feng in his heart had risen to a whole new level.
Inevitably I guessed, who was the old monster that looked young but did not know how many years he had lived?
Even dignified and holy things are so disparaging?
“Of course, I didn't give you this rake head for free.” Yi Feng then added that although he really wanted to give this rake head directly to the old man, he was not a virgin until recently.
After all, in terms of the economic situation, he was now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and he was unable to protect himself.
Old Man Wu nodded.
He never thought that Yi Feng would give him a holy weapon for free. After all, this kind of holy object itself was hard to come by. Even if many people had treasures as high as the heavens, they might not be able to exchange them. Holy Warrior.
So he's worried too.
What exactly would make Yi Feng pay for it, or make him do it?
And can you do it yourself?
For a while, he was crouching on a small stool, like a child, eagerly waiting for Yi Feng's next words.
"We're also old friends. We definitely won't take it as a market price with you. I'll give you a 50% discount%! "Said Yi Feng with a smile. The 50% discount was also the lowest price at his heart. Although this old man was a farmer Yes, but a 50% rake head piece should also be affordable.
Hearing this, Old Man Wu's body trembled.
A 50% discount on the holy rake, if such a good thing were to be said, I fear that it would be enough to cause the madness of countless old monsters throughout the continent.
But what made him uncomfortable was that even though it was a 50% discount, he could not afford it at all.
You know, at the time, his seven-tooth broken holy rake almost cost him years of savings, and the 50% discount far exceeded the value of the seven-toothed holy rake.
what's to be done?
Is the opportunity given by God simply missed?
Old man Wu held onto his face and felt very uncomfortable.
Seemingly aware of Old Man Wu's embarrassment, Yi Feng frowned and asked, "What's the matter, Old Man Wu, isn't there enough money?"
and well!
Yi Feng could not help but sigh.
It seemed that the old man was even poorer than he thought.
what are we supposed to do?
Seeing Yi Feng sigh, Old Man Wu was very nervous. If Yi Feng took back this opportunity, he would feel uneasy, so he raised his head and asked nervously, "Sister Yi, no, Master Yi, what about..."
"okay?"
Yi Feng looked at him.
"I still have one thing to do. When I settle this matter, I want to honor you as master and follow you, you know ..." After which, old man Wu looked at Yi Feng nervously.
He did not know whether Yi Feng would answer or not.
"follow me?"
Yi Feng was stunned for a moment, and could not help but glance at his mouth, did this old man suffer from a second illness again?
Not to mention that the head rake could not rise to this level, taking a step back, what was the point of this old man following him? In addition to the extra mouth to eat, maybe one day when Gabang died, he had to pay for his coffin.
"Good!"
When Old Man Wu saw this, his face was full of disappointment, and he immediately understood that Yi Feng was unwilling to accept this condition.
However, it was true that Yi Feng was stronger than him, and there was no point in having a follower like him.
“Why not?” Yi Feng thought for a moment, then said, “Take the rake first. If you have money, you can collect it first, then give it to me when you have it?”
After speaking, Yi Feng looked at him.
If he has the financial ability to lift his head, it doesn't matter if he gives it to the old man, but he doesn't want to make a swollen face and make the man fat. .
Yi Feng's words immediately made Old Man Wu very excited, and he was very grateful and respectful towards Yi Feng.
I thought he lost this god rake, but he did not expect that Yi Feng was really willing to take such a huge step back.
"Sir Yi, your kindness will be remembered by this old man. Maybe you'll never use me in your life, but I, Wu Lou, swear here that if you have a useful place to find me, you'll die!"
After speaking, he stood up and bowed very seriously to Yi Feng.
With Wu Lou's oath, the clouds throughout Pingjiang City suddenly changed, two electric lights lit up in the sky, and a mysterious contract entered Wu Lou's mind.
Swear oath.
If it is broken, it will be destroyed.