"Young Master Zhang, name your price. I must have this Saint's Bone!"
"Also, let me give you a heads up …"
Young Master Li's mind raced. He had already figured out the pros and cons of Zhang Xing obtaining the Saint's Bone.
Seeing how nonchalant Zhang Xing was toward his words, he harrumphed coldly in his heart and continued speaking.
"The Saint's Bone is a good thing, but not everyone can have it."
"Young Master Zhang, do you have the strength to do so?"
"I believe that as long as you walk out of the Hundred Million Gold Tower, there will be countless pairs of eyes on you. Hehe!"
"You might not even be able to keep your life, let alone take the Saint's Bone."
Young Master Li waved his fan and looked at Chen Fan threateningly.
"Young Master Li, you don't have to worry about that. Five hundred million mid-grade Spiritual Stones."
Zhang Xing said lightly.
These inexperienced youngsters still want to use such words to threaten me.
What a waste.
"Why don't you go rob a bank?"
Young Master Hong slammed the table and said.
"Young Master Li is giving you face. Don't be so ungrateful!"
Young Master Qian said coldly.
Zhang Xing ignored them and pointed at the grapes with his fan.
Wen Jing immediately peeled a grape and put it into Zhang Xing's mouth.
Arrogant!
Truly arrogant!
He was the only one who dared to do so in front of Young Master Li, Young Master Hong, and Young Master Qian.
No one knew what his background was, but he was rich.
The people around them hoped that they would fight again.
"Young Master Zhang, I can add another hundred million mid-grade Spiritual Stones. If you don't think it's a good deal, then forget it.
"But you have to be careful when you leave this place!"
Young Master Li said with a smile.
Those who knew Young Master Li well knew that he was pissed.
"Forget it. You can't afford it, but someone else can."
Zhang Xing shrugged and said nonchalantly.
"Crack!"
Young Master Li crushed the teacup in his hand.
"Hmph!
Young Master Zhang, do you think I am not as rich as you?
"Let me tell you, fifty billion low-grade Spiritual Stones is just my pocket money.
"Don't think that you are invincible just because you beat me once.
"You're still far from it!"
"Just you wait. Wait for me to go home and get the Spiritual Stones. Isn't it just 500 million Medium Spiritual Stones? It's nothing!"
Young Master Li was infuriated by Zhang Xing.
Before he left, he turned around and gave Zhang Xing a warning look.
"Before I return, I don't want you to trade with anyone else!"
"Let's go!"
Behind him, Young Master Hong and Young Master Qian's eyes flashed with ruthlessness.
"Young Master Li, do you really plan to go back and take the money to trade with him?"
Young Master Qian asked as they walked out of the Hundred Million Gold Tower.
"Of course. Isn't he rich? Didn't he slap us in the face? Then we'll get our face back with money."
"I'd like to see how much money he has!"
Young Master Li curled the corner of his lips and said resentfully.
"Oh, that's right, the Saint Bone must be obtained to prevent any accidents from happening and others from obtaining it."
"The secret of the Sacred Bone is shared between the three of us."
"As for the 500 million mid-grade spirit stones we bought …"
"Hmph!
Find an opportunity to win it back from him. "
Hearing Young Master Li's words, Young Master Hong and Young Master Qian were relieved.
As long as they could share the secret of the Sacred Bone, everything else was negotiable.
At the same time, they also understood the hidden meaning in Young Master Li's words.
Zhang Xing would definitely not be able to take the 500 million mid-grade Spiritual Stones with him.
He would either lose it all or leave the Hundred Million Gold House and be robbed of it.
This was also the reason why Young Master Li went home to get the money.
All he had to do was to spread the news to his superiors.
Other matters would be taken care of by others. He just had to eat, play, and wait for the good news.