Chapter 80 I am a student!
"400,000 Spiritual Stones! I want them! You guys are just tarnishing this thing!"
"Say it again! Are you worthy of taking the Emperor Chao Ci's things?!"
"I told you what you can do to me! Little brother! In addition to 400,000 Spiritual Stones! I'll give you another magic weapon of the Hundred Veins Realm!"
In the Poetry and Painting Pavilion, more and more people gathered together, shouting and yelling one after another, while Ji Dongfeng stood in the middle holding the Tiger Roaring Picture shining with golden light, and the news that the Poetry and Painting Pavilion had discovered the Tiger Roaring Picture instantly spread throughout Xiaoyao Town.
Yuncaifeng's expression became more and more ugly. She knew in her heart that compared with the Tiger Roaring Picture of the Emperor Chao Ci, the ten famous paintings in the Poetry and Painting Pavilion were not as good as it.
"How could... How could I miss this kind of thing! I actually sold such a treasure for 3,000 Spiritual Stones!" Yuncaifeng clenched her fists, then gritted her teeth and squeezed to Ji Dongfeng's side.
"Poetry and Painting Pavilion is willing to use 500,000 spirit stones to buy it back! In addition! All paintings from Poetry and Painting Pavilion will be discounted by 50% in the future!" Yuncaifeng looked at Ji Dongfeng and said with an unnatural expression. She wanted to snatch it back directly, but Xiaoyao Town had strict laws and regulations, treating cultivators and mortals equally. If Yuncaifeng dared to snatch it, the Xiaoyao Town guards would dare to expel her.
"No, shopkeeper, you just said that no returns or exchanges are allowed. This Tiger Roaring Picture is also considered part of the Thousand Monsters Picture. If you buy it back, it will be equivalent to returning it. For the honor of your store, I will not sell this painting to you." Ji Dongfeng smiled, and then ignored the pale Yuncaifeng, but turned to look at the bustling crowd outside.
"Strange, it's time to come." Ji Dongfeng murmured.
The next moment, under Ji Dongfeng's gaze, an old man with white hair and beard squeezed in tremblingly. This man did not have the slightest aura of a cultivator, and looked like a commoner, but the people around him consciously made way for him.
Ji Dongfeng's eyes lit up when he saw this.
"I heard that there is a painting of the soul by Emperor Chao Ci here! Can I take a look!" The old man said in a deep voice, his voice trembling slightly.
"It turns out to be Dean He Yan of Xiaoyao Academy. He taught all the descendants of the mayor!"
"Hello, Dean He!"
Ji Dongfeng heard this and put the Tiger Roaring Picture in the hands of the old man without saying a word.
"Senior, please look at it as you like! Look as long as you want!" Ji Dongfeng said with a smile.
"Ding, He Yan's favorability increased by 20 points."
He Yan was stunned at first, and then took the Tiger Roaring Picture with excitement.
He Yan subconsciously wanted to put his hand on the Tiger Roaring Picture, then paused, took his hand back, and only scanned it up and down with his eyes.
"It is indeed the handwriting of Emperor Chao Ci... What a good painting, what a good painting. Even among all the paintings of Emperor Chao Ci, it can be ranked in the top ten. Good, good, it's a pity that I can only see it once." He Yan said with regret.
The next moment, He Yan was ready to return the painting to Ji Dongfeng.
Seeing this, Ji Dongfeng did not take it, but smiled and said: "I am willing to give this painting to the old senior."
"What?!" He Yan's face changed when he heard it, and he looked at Ji Dongfeng with a shocked face, and the people watching nearby also exclaimed.
"What the hell?! Did I hear it wrong! Little brother! Are you stupid!"
"Free?! Little brother! Do you think I have this opportunity!"
"I'll give you 500,000 spirit stones! Think about it again!"
For a while, exclamations rang out one after another, and Ji Dongfeng took He Yan to the side.
"My friend, what are you doing... I don't have too many spirit stones on me. I'm just a mortal, I don't need that kind of thing." He Yan said.
"400,000 spirit stones! I want them! You guys are just tarnishing this thing!"
"Say it again! Are you worthy of taking the things of Emperor Chao Ci?!"
"I told you what you can do to me! Little brother! In addition to 400,000 spirit stones! I'll give you another magic weapon of Baimai Realm!"
In the Poetry and Painting Pavilion, more and more people gathered together, shouting and shouting one after another, and Ji Dongfeng stood in the middle holding the tiger roar picture shining with golden light, and the news that the Poetry and Painting Pavilion found the tiger roar picture instantly spread throughout Xiaoyao Town.
Yun Caifeng's expression became more and more ugly. She knew in her heart that compared with Emperor Chao Ci's tiger roar picture, the ten famous paintings of the Poetry and Painting Pavilion were not as good as it.
"How could... How could I miss this kind of thing! I actually sold such a treasure for 3,000 spirit stones!" Yun Caifeng clenched her fists, then gritted her teeth and squeezed to Ji Dongfeng's side.
"Poetry and Painting Pavilion is willing to use 500,000 spirit stones to buy it back! In addition! All paintings from Poetry and Painting Pavilion will be discounted by 50% in the future!" Yuncaifeng looked at Ji Dongfeng and said with an unnatural expression. She wanted to snatch it back directly, but Xiaoyao Town had strict laws and regulations, treating cultivators and mortals equally. If Yuncaifeng dared to snatch it, the Xiaoyao Town guards would dare to expel her.
"No, shopkeeper, you just said that no returns or exchanges are allowed. This Tiger Roaring Picture is also considered part of the Thousand Monsters Picture. If you buy it back, it will be equivalent to returning it. For the honor of your store, I will not sell this painting to you." Ji Dongfeng smiled, and then ignored the pale Yuncaifeng, but turned to look at the bustling crowd outside.
"Strange, it's time to come." Ji Dongfeng murmured.
The next moment, under Ji Dongfeng's gaze, an old man with white hair and beard squeezed in tremblingly. This man did not have the slightest aura of a cultivator and looked like a commoner, but the people around him consciously made way for him.
Ji Dongfeng's eyes lit up when he saw this.
"I heard that there is a painting by Emperor Chao Ci here! Can I see it?" the old man said in a deep voice, his voice trembling slightly.
"It turns out to be Dean He Yan of Xiaoyao Academy. He taught all the descendants of the mayor!"
"Hello, Dean He!"
Ji Dongfeng heard this and put the Tiger Roaring Picture in the hands of the old man without saying a word.
"Senior, please take a look! Take as long as you want!" Ji Dongfeng said with a smile.
"Ding, He Yan's favorability increased by 20 points."
He Yan was stunned at first, and then took the Tiger Roaring Picture with excitement.
He Yan subconsciously wanted to put his hand on the Tiger Roaring Picture, then paused, took his hand back, and only looked up and down with his eyes.
"It is indeed the handwriting of Emperor Chao Ci... Good painting, good painting, even among all the paintings of Emperor Chao Ci, it can be ranked in the top ten, good, good, it's a pity that I can only see it once." He Yan said with regret.
The next moment, He Yan was ready to return the painting to Ji Dongfeng.
Seeing this, Ji Dongfeng did not take it, but smiled and said: "I am willing to give this painting to the old senior."
"What?!" He Yan's face changed when he heard it, and he looked at Ji Dongfeng with a shocked face, and the people watching nearby also exclaimed.
"What the hell?! Did I hear it right! Little brother! Are you stupid!"
"Free?! Little brother! Do you think I have this opportunity!"
"I'll give you 500,000 spirit stones! Think about it again!"
For a while, exclamations rang out one after another, and Ji Dongfeng took He Yan to the side.
"My friend, what are you doing... I don't have too many spirit stones on me. I'm just a mortal and don't need that kind of thing." He Yan said.
