The Human Emperor (1-200)

C61: Double Rejection!

“32000 gold taels!”

Mosaide offered.

“35000 gold taels!”

Zhao Fengchen said without any hesitation.

“37000 gold taels!”

Mosaide gritted his teeth. The Western Regions merchants were well-known for their wealth in the Central Plains. Even so, 30000 gold taels was a huge sum for Mosaide.

Mosaide couldn’t understand why the fellow before him was willing to spend so much money to compete with him over a sword.

“40000 gold taels!”

Zhao Fengchen spoke casually, as though what he spoke of wasn’t 40000 heavy gold taels, but just a figure.

The Zhao Clan didn’t lack money!

No matter what, it was impossible for Zhao Fengchen to lose out to a Western Regions Charax Spasinu merchant. More importantly, the seat of a general in the Imperial Army wasn’t something that could be measured using money.

There were limited number of seats as a general in the Imperial Army and it was not every day that one would get such an opportunity. The moment Zhao Fengchen becomes a general of the Imperial Army, he would have opened another door for himself. He would gain access to more cultivation technique and resources, allowing him to reach greater heights.

This wasn’t what an ordinary commander could compare up to.

Furthermore, he couldn’t lose to Huang Xiaotian!

“41000 gold taels!”

Mosaide clenched his jaws, but clearly, those words were forced out from his mouth reluctantly.

“There’s no need for compete for it anymore. I won’t sell it to either of you!”

Just when Zhao Fengchen was going to up the bid once more, Wang Chong turned around and said a few words which left the two completely astounded, tt was something they never expected.

The moment Wang Chong said those words, the bustling street immediately turned silent. Everyone’s gazes fell on Wang Chong.

“Why?!”

Shocked, the duo asked with surprising harmony.

40000 gold taels was an astronomical sum. It was more than two times greater than the value Wang Chong had offered previously, and any ordinary person would have been overjoyed to hear such a price and sell his sword in a flash.

Yet, Wang Chong rejected their offers.

“Didn’t you hang your sword at the Bluebottle Pavilion to sell it out?”

Zhao Fengchen asked.

“Indeed! Given how high our offers are, why is Wang gongzi reluctant to sell it? Isn’t this beneficial to gongzi as well?”

Mosaide asked.

Wang Chong’s words had truly caught them off guard. Mosaide did anticipate the potential arrival of a rival, but he never imagined that Wang Chong, the owner of the sword, would be reluctant to sell it!

“I’ve already said it, the sword will be up for sales for seven days. No one is allowed to view it or touch it. Furthermore, it will only be sold for two hours a day. Now, seven days have already passed, and the two hours of sales time… has also passed!”

Wang Chong pointed to the Bluebottle Pavilion as he said.

At this instant, Zhao Fengchen, Mosaide, as well as Cheng Youqing, Huang Jiao, and the others in the pavilion were all shocked. Only now did they recall that Wang Chong had spoken of this rule on the very first day: