Chapter 43: Looks Like a Fat Sheep
At this moment, Qian Duoduo's mind had already malfunctioned.
"A Titled Douluo?!!!"
Oh my goodness, he had actually tried to fleece a Titled Douluo! He was doomed, utterly doomed! He just wondered if he could even keep his own life later.
Thinking this, Qian Duoduo's legs began to tremble. If his mental fortitude hadn't been decent, he probably would have wet himself from fright.
The five Misses beside him, however, immediately had their eyes light up.
This was a Titled Douluo! It seemed their future master had a very strong background. Putting everything else aside, their future days should not be bad.
"Why aren't you moving faster?"
Wang Teng glared at the still stunned Qian Duoduo and immediately reminded him.
Actually, Wang Teng didn't need to remind him. At this moment, the head of the Slave Market was already rushing over. After all, everyone nearby had felt the aura Natya had just released.
With a Titled Douluo appearing on his territory, as the head, he naturally had to go and pay his respects. Otherwise, it would be his dereliction of duty. What's more, it seemed something bad had happened? Which scoundrel had displeased this Titled Douluo?
Just as Qian Duoduo reacted and was about to go find his boss, there was a knock at the door.
Clearly, someone had arrived.
"Come in!"
Wang Teng called out.
Soon, the door opened.
A person with a slicked-back hairstyle entered.
"It's a Level 72 Spirit Saint," Natya's voice rang in Wang Teng's ear. This was a sound transmission technique only skilled masters could use.
"Oh? A Spirit Saint? So you're the head here?"
"My humble self, Wang Fugui, greets this Titled Douluo and Young Master! May I ask what has angered this Titled Douluo?"
Well, another person with the same surname.
"You are the head here?"
"Indeed, I am the person in charge of the Slave Market."
At this moment, Wang Fugui was also in a bind. He hadn't expected a Titled Douluo to come to his place, and it seemed his subordinates had even offended him, otherwise why would he release such an aura!
If he didn't handle it well and displeased the Titled Douluo, leading to the Slave Market being torn down, the boss behind him might skin him alive to appease this unfamiliar Titled Douluo.
"Tell me, you're selling these maids for ten thousand gold coins each? And you claim it's the cost price! Do you think I'm young and look like a fat sheep?"
Wang Teng said expressionlessly, pointing at the five Misses beside him.
Although Wang Teng didn't know the exact price, ten thousand gold coins each was definitely a rip-off.
'You don't look like a fat sheep? Who does then?'
Of course, Wang Fugui didn't dare to say that out loud, or he would definitely be finished.
As soon as Wang Teng spoke, Wang Fugui looked at the trembling Qian Duoduo beside him and immediately understood. Clearly, Qian Duoduo had treated this young master as a fat sheep and demanded an exorbitant price, unexpectedly angering this Titled Douluo.
This unlucky, miserable kid! Wang Fugui mourned for Qian Duoduo for a moment.
"Young Master, Titled Douluo, this is our Slave Market's mistake. Please calm your anger. How about this, we, the Slave Market, will gift these five maids to you. Please spare Manager Qian!"
Feeling frustrated internally but smiling externally, that was Wang Fugui at this moment. There was no other way; circumstances were stronger than people.
Clearly, Wang Fugui intended to settle the matter peacefully.
Otherwise, if a Titled Douluo caused a commotion, the loss would be far greater than this. Regardless of whether they were in the right, a Titled Douluo's fist was the greatest truth! Moreover, they were in the wrong this time.
What if the Slave Market was torn down then? Wouldn't that be even worse?
These maids were just ordinary maids, not Spirit Masters, and they didn't have cat tails or anything. They just happened to be good-looking.
If they had any background, the Slave Market would sell them for a thousand gold coins each. Previously, Qian Duoduo had treated the two in front of him as fat sheep and inflated the price tenfold!
"That won't do. The price should be what it is, lest someone say I'm bullying others with my power."
That wouldn't work. How could he buy things without paying? Wouldn't that be stealing? Wang Teng hadn't reached that point yet. He wasn't really out of money; he just didn't want to be ripped off.
"Then you can just pay five thousand gold coins, and these five maids will be yours."
"Good heavens, you guys are really shady! You directly inflated the price tenfold for me?"
At this moment, Wang Teng had clearly forgotten that his soon-to-open potion business would also sell items at ten times the price.
"It's over, I'm BBQ'd!" — Wang Fugui.
'Damn it, how could I have let that slip? It must be because there's a Titled Douluo beside me, I was too nervous, otherwise I would never have done that.'
Silence, still silence.
"Forget it, I'll let you off. Here, five thousand gold coins."
Looking at Wang Fugui, whose legs were starting to tremble, Wang Teng also found it pointless. He decided to just pay and leave.
"Thank you, Young Master, Titled Douluo!"
"Mm~!"
Nodding, Wang Teng turned to look at the five maids.
They were all fifteen or sixteen years old. In his previous life, they would still be the budding flowers of the motherland! This evil feudal society!
"You all, follow me!"
"Yes, Young Master!"
"Wait~!" Qian Duoduo, who had been playing ostrich, spoke up at this moment.
At this, Wang Fugui almost died of fright, thinking Qian Duoduo was going to court death again.
"Hmm~? Is there anything else?"
"Young Master, these are their deeds of sale!"
Saying this, Qian Duoduo handed over the five maids' deeds of sale.
"..."
There really was such a thing? It was Wang Teng's first time seeing it, but he still accepted it.
After leaving the Slave Market, Wang Teng and Natya led the five maids towards their own shop.
After seeing Wang Teng and Natya out of the Slave Market's entrance, Wang Fugui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Finally, I've seen off this Young Master and Titled Douluo! It wasn't easy!"
At this moment, Wang Fugui felt quite lucky. Putting everything else aside, at least his life was still intact.
"Yes!" Qian Duoduo also echoed from the side.
"Yes, my foot! It's all your damned fault, you scoundrel! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been so scared."
Hearing Qian Duoduo's words, Wang Fugui immediately flared up.
"This~, Boss, this isn't my fault! Didn't you say it? No matter who came, as long as they weren't recognized, we should always quote ten thousand gold coins each, right? We could always negotiate the price later. Who knew they wouldn't even give me a chance!"
Qian Duoduo also felt very wronged. If Wang Teng had countered the price at that time, he would naturally have lowered it. In the end, it would have been at most two or three thousand gold coins. Who knew Wang Teng would directly give no chance and explode on the spot.
"So, it's my fault then!"
"Cough cough, no~, no."
Looking at Wang Fugui's unfriendly gaze, Qian Duoduo immediately chickened out.
After all, whether from a position or strength perspective, he was more than just a little weaker than Wang Fugui.
Wang Fugui glared at Qian Duoduo. If Qian Duoduo hadn't been working for him for quite a few years, he would have beaten him to death for what happened today.
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