Chapter 22: Dwarves!

  "It's not that I don't want more, it's just that I can't afford it." Xiao Yun said frankly.

  The stall owner felt a bit dizzy, his own things were not good enough, this guy looked down on him, wanted to take out the Lebao, but when he took it out, he said he couldn't afford it, wasn't he teasing him on purpose?

  The stall owner's face changed several times, seeing Xiao Yun wanting to leave, he hastily said, "Don't go, we can still negotiate the price."

  "What's there to discuss?" asked Xiao Yun.

  The stall owner's face twitched slightly as he stared at Xiao Yun for a moment, "How much can you pay?"

  Xiao Yun slowly stretched out his left hand, spreading out five fingers, "Five!"

  Staring at Xiao Yun's hand, the stall owner hesitated for half a day, and suddenly seemed to have made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and said, "Five coins is five coins..."

  "Wait a minute, I'll give you 20 top-grade spirit crystals for this sword!" Just as the two were about to make the deal, an unpleasant voice came from beside them.

  Xiao Yun stood up and turned around, but didn't see anyone.

  The stall owner wiped the sweat and pointed to Xiao Yun's feet. Xiao Yun looked down and almost jumped in fright. Behind him stood a man, or rather, a small person, whose height only reached Xiao Yun's waist. He was dressed very luxuriously, with a bone flute inserted at his waist. At first glance, one would think he was a child, but his voice and face indicated that this person should not be young.

  Dwarf!

  Two words floated in Xiao Yun's mind.

  "Friend, you're late. I've already made a deal with this vendor." Originally, there was some dissatisfaction, but upon seeing that the other party was a dwarf, perhaps out of sympathy for people with disabilities, the thread of dissatisfaction in Xiao Yun's heart instantly dissipated.

  "Huh? Is that so, boss?" The dwarf didn't even glance at Xiao Yun, but instead looked at the stall owner, his tone indifferent, his head held high with an air of arrogance.

  The stall owner looked at Xiao Yun, weighed it for a moment, and immediately put on a smile on his face. He shook his head and said, "No, no, how about this little brother also likes this music treasure?"

  "Take back your 'small' word!" The dwarf's eyebrows furrowed, perhaps due to his physical defect making him extremely sensitive psychologically. The stall owner's address made him feel very displeased, and with a cold glance, the smile on the stall owner's face suddenly froze.

  "Yes, yes, yes!" The stall owner nodded repeatedly.

  "Old brother, no one does business like you, we had already agreed on it, how could you sell it to someone else?" Xiao Yun said with a somewhat sinister tone.

  "Hehe, isn't this still not a deal? Not even a deal yet and you're already trying to cheat me!" The stall owner smiled at Xiao Yun, he wasn't an idiot either. Twenty spirit crystals versus ten spirit crystals, who was more or less, he could still calculate clearly. As long as his head hadn't been kicked by a donkey, anyone would choose to sell to the dwarf."

  The dwarf gave Xiao Yun a slanted glance, his eyebrows filled with undisguised disdain. "If you can't afford it, then get out of the way and don't block the path."

  Xiao Yun heard this and couldn't help but feel a little amused. This guy shouldn't be mentally unstable due to physical disability, right? Why is he speaking so aggressively?

  "Who says I can't afford it?" Xiao Yun crossed her arms, looking down at the small dwarf in front of her with a calm and collected expression. "It's just twenty top-grade spirit crystals, isn't it? I'll give you thirty!"

  Provocation, **naked provocation!**

  The dwarf's face suddenly turned red, and he sneered, "Heh heh, thirty pieces, can you take them out?"

  "Don't worry about whether I can take it out or not, since I said it, I can do it. This poisonous golden sword, I've decided on it." Xiao Yun retorted with a face full of indifference.

  "I'll bet thirty-five!" The dwarf was apparently enraged by Xiao Yun's words, and he spoke to Xiao Yun in a measured tone, his eyes seeming to spit out flames.

  "Forty!" The dwarf's voice had barely fallen when Xiao Yun immediately called out a price.

  The stall owner stood by, looking at one and then the other, his face already twisted into a smile, and in his heart he was shouting, "Let these two raise the price even higher!" It's clear that these two people were at odds with each other, neither willing to give in.

  "I'm out of 50!"

  The dwarf's voice suddenly rose several decibels, overwhelming Xiao Yun with its momentum.

  Xiao Yun pouted and stared at the little dwarf for a while, "Alright, you win."

  "Hmmph!"

  The dwarf saw Xiao Yun's fearful expression and a triumphant smile suddenly appeared on his face. He looked at Xiao Yun with an extremely disdainful gaze, "A little music boy dares to compete with me?"

  "Haven't you asked for my name yet?" Xiao Yun said.

  The dwarf contemptuously glanced at Xiao Yun, just about to speak, when a white-clad young man in his twenties with clear eyebrows and eyes walked over and stood beside the dwarf. "Big Brother Master, what's going on?"

  The dwarf's gaze swept across Xiao Yun's face, a hint of mockery flashing at the corner of his mouth. "No big deal, just ran into some arrogant little brat who actually thought they could steal from me!"

  "Huh?"

  The young man's gaze fell on Xiao Yun, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, but Xiao Yun turned his face to the side, pretending to be nonchalant and uninterested.

  The dwarf glared at Xiao Yun, took out fifty top-grade spirit crystals, seemingly wanting to show off his wealth in front of Xiao Yun, and directly tossed the crystals to the stall owner.

  The crystal scattered all over the ground, but the master seemed to feel no offense at the dwarf's behavior and immediately bent down to pick up the fallen crystals.

  "This is the Lebao you wanted!" After picking up the Lingjing, the stall owner immediately bowed and handed over the Duojin sword with both hands to the dwarf's face.

  Seeing the cloth wrapped around the sword, the dwarf's expression was exactly the same as Xiao Yun's at first, both with a face of disgust. Two fingers pinched the corner of the cloth and gently pulled it off, directly throwing it onto the stall.

  "Kid, be more careful next time!" The dwarf wiped his hands clean, admiring the sword as he walked away with the man in white, not forgetting to warn Xiao Yun one last time before leaving.

  "Who is this person? Such a bad temper!" The two of them left, and Xiao Yun only then asked the stall owner with some doubt, "Someone who can casually take out such a large amount of spiritual crystals must have some background."

  The stall owner was still basking in the joy of making a big profit, and after hearing Xiao Yun's words, he looked up at the back of the two men and shook his head, "I've never seen him before, but the young man in white clothes next to him I have seen several times, seems to be a disciple of the Flowing Cloud Sect. I heard that the sect master Gao Yunxuan has a dwarf son named Gao Tianhen, could it be him?"

  "Gaotianhen?" Xiao Yun heard this and her face twitched slightly, "I think it shouldn't be called Gaotianhen, but rather Hentian Gao would be more suitable!"

  "Oh? Haha, right, right, resent the heavens!" The stall owner was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, "If he heard you say that, he'd probably never let you off."

  Xiao Yun shrugged indifferently and his gaze fell on the pile of spirit crystals in the stall owner's hand, "Boss, I've helped you so much, how should you thank me?"

  "What help? What's going on?" The stall owner was somewhat perplexed.

  Xiao Yun rolled her eyes, "If I hadn't helped you raise the price, would you have made so much profit?"

  "Huh?"

  The stall owner heard this and stared at Xiao Yun for a moment, just now he thought Xiao Yun really wanted to buy that sword, but it turned out to be teasing that big fool.

  "Whatever you like on my stand, just take it!" The stall owner was also a straightforward person, pointing to his own stand and saying to Xiao Yun.

  Originally, twenty top-grade spirit crystals would have been enough to seal the deal, but Xiao Yun had raised it to fifty. This way, he could earn an extra thirty crystals. Even if Xiao Yun took everything on his stall, he wouldn't bat an eyelid.

  Just waiting for the stall owner's words, Xiao Yun squatted down, picked up a few pieces of medicinal herbs that were still acceptable, casually picked up the cloth that Gao Tianyi had thrown away, wrapped the herbs in it, and smiled, "Thank you, boss!"

  "You've helped me so much, it's I who should be thanking you!"

  The stall owner saw Xiao Yun and grabbed a few handfuls of herbs, seemingly feeling somewhat guilty, personally grabbing a large handful and putting them into the cloth bag.

  Xiao Yun didn't decline, exchanged a few pleasantries with the boss, put the things into the storage bag, and turned to leave. The stall owner was overjoyed, completely unaware of Xiao Yun's true purpose, which was just to get that piece of cloth.