At sunset, the afterglow shrouded the city of Soto, and the city was still prosperous.

At the Rose Hotel, Xiao Wu was grunting with hunger, so she pulled Tang San up and prepared to go out to eat.

When I went down to the first floor, I met a waiter talking to a man in a neat suit.

"Manager, the young master is here today and has added a lot of income to us, you see." The waiter took the report and showed it to the manager.

"The young master is really a fucking genius, this damaged thing is worth twenty gold soul coins, and he also made a net profit of two hundred from the Dai family."

Manager Wang took the report and looked at it, nodded in admiration, but the next moment he was a little worried, "But what if the Dai family finds out?" ”

"This young master of Feng Ce has thought about it a long time ago, let's deal with the things quickly, and there will be no proof of death when the time comes, who knows." The waiter's face was full of admiration.

"Young Master Feng Ce is really a business genius."

Manager Wang was also full of admiration, "As the saying goes, no business is not treacherous, and the young master of Fengce has such a city government at a young age, and the rose enterprise will definitely go straight to the sky in the future." ”

When Xiao Wu heard that Dai Mubai was falsely accused, she couldn't help but let out a silver bell-like laugh, and scolded that she deserved it.

But Tang San's attention was the manager, "You are the manager of the Rose Hotel?" Aren't you resting today? ”

"Oh?" When Manager Wang heard this, he had been in the industry for many years, how could he not know that there was a ghost in his words, and the waiter gave him a look, and he immediately understood.

"I'm going to work overtime."

Oh...

Tang San was speechless for a moment, so he walked out of the Rose Hotel with Xiao Wu without asking too much.

Manager Wang is worthy of being an old fritter in the industry, and his reaction ability is extremely outstanding, he glanced at Tang San, who was leaving, and snorted coldly.

"A little kid, I still want to play Lao Tzu's words."

Tang San and Xiao Wu began to wander around after eating outside, and as the night rose, the city became more lively.

It is said that girls are born with no sense of direction, which is probably true, Xiao Wu couldn't turn around for a long time in the mall.

Fortunately, Xiao Wu gave full play to her skills and visited several clothing stores, but still found nothing.

Maybe they were tired of shopping, so they went for a sweet treat.

But as soon as he came out, Xiao Wu suddenly patted Tang San's shoulder and exclaimed in surprise, "Xiao San, look there!" ”

"Huh? What kind of clothing store are you going to see, Miss. "For Tang San, looking at girls' clothes is extremely boring, and he is not a women's clothing boss.

"Oh, look at it, it seems to be related to the soul master." Xiao Wu broke Tang San's head.

Tang San looked at it, and there was a shop in the distance, and the signboard on the shop was different.

The signboard depicts a circular mark with several special symbols: a sword, a hammer, and a long-legged snake.

This mark Tang San was very familiar with, it was the same as the master's Martial Spirit Hall Concession Token, but he didn't know why such a mark appeared on the signboard of a small shop.

......

A quarter of an hour ago.

In this shop, the lights were dim, there were no counters, only three walls, and there were some things hanging scattered on them, exuding a small amount of soul power fluctuations.

A silver-haired teenager is talking to another middle-aged man with a sole-faced face, and this man with a shoe-soled face is the dean of Shrek Academy-Flender, who has an unfathomable ability to deceive.

But he seems to have met an opponent today.

"Old man, what kind of are you?" Feng Ce played with something on the wall, revealing disgust.

He thought about buying a soul guide so that he could load things later, but the things here couldn't get into his eyes at all.

"Little brother, do you know what these are?" Flender looked displeased, and it was clear that he was unhappy that his stuff was called rags.

"Soul guide, what else could it be? Although your stuff is a little broken, it's a lot of them, and it's a good collection, old man. ”

Feng Ce smiled slightly, first suppressed and then raised, and then threw the iron weapon in his hand at will.

Flender's heart trembled, and he hurriedly caught it, this is all money.

Although he really wanted to drive this silver-haired boy away, but this young man was gorgeously dressed and was definitely from a rich family, after all, people are stupid and have a lot of money, and he must be able to make a sum of money with his cunning nature.

But now it seems that this young man still has a little knowledge, and the difficulty has increased a little.

Now that the production method of the soul guide has been lost, the old soul guides he collected are also the old soul guides that have been handed down before, and they are now extremely rare.

Flender snorted coldly, his voice was low and slightly proud, "You also know that these things are hard to come by, and it's good to have them." He paused.

"Look at the third one on your left, that one should be a rare attack-type soul guide."

The corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, although this is an offensive soul guide, the inscription inside has been damaged, and it cannot be repaired at present, which is a typical waste product.

Feng Ce is extremely smart, he grew up in the business circle since he was a child, and when he heard it, he knew that the uncle with the sole face was setting himself up in his words.

"It's rubbish at first glance."

Feng Ce glanced at the soul guide and said disdainfully, that invincible appearance was like a gentleman's son.

Flender's face darkened, his smile was gone, and he didn't know if this kid really understood or pretended to understand.

"Isn't there anything else good?" Feng Ce was a little impatient.

Flender thought for a moment, this kid is not easy to deceive.

Suddenly, lightning flashed through his head, and he remembered something.

"Yes, wait."

As soon as the words fell, the sole-faced uncle ran to the corner and flipped up the box, and after a while, he came back with a ring in his hand.

The ring looked unremarkable, a Mithril ring.

"My lord, this baby feels that the ring is very similar to the aura on yours." The system's sultry Shaoyu sound sounds.

This surprised Feng Ce, and he picked up the ring and looked at it, the inner ring of the ring was engraved with many incomprehensible lines, constantly emitting a trace of soul power fluctuations.

This ring is also a soul guide, and its inscription method is extremely profound, which can perfectly engrave the inscription of a soul guide into a ring, which requires very complex and cumbersome craftsmanship and exquisite technology.

Seeing the change in the expression on Feng Ce's face, Flender's mustache curled and smiled, "How is it?" This 'Anemo Phantasmal Moon' is a good thing, right? ”

This Mithril Ring 'Wind God Phantom Moon' was obtained by accident twenty years ago, and I heard that it is the masterpiece of the Ancient Soul Guide God.

He tried to activate it, but this ring did not match his soul breath, and he tried it for a few friends later, but it still couldn't be activated.

Later, I gradually gave up this idea, it is estimated that the inscription inside has been damaged, is it possible to pick the owner of the ring?

So this ring became a collection at the bottom of the box, and I only remembered it today.

Anemo Moon? No wonder the system says it matches its own attributes.

"It's okay, it's good to wear it and play with it."

Feng Ce restrained his curious expression, looked at the ring on his finger, it was quite good, his expression was like looking at an ornament, not a soul guide, and he looked like a typical person who was stupid and had more money.

After all, Kuo Shao likes to wear gold and silver.

Flender looked at it, it seemed that there was a play, and now he had to knock him hard, anyway, this ring only has the value of collecting for himself.

Without waiting for Flender to speak, Feng Ce went straight in.

"Make a price, Dean Monster."

"Hmm.."

Flender was just thinking about how much the other party could accept, although the other party was a broad man, but the price was too high and would scare people away, and the price was too low and he was sorry for his decades of treasure.

Wait a minute...

"You.. What do you kid say? Flender was astonished to say that he had been a merchant in Soto for many years, but he had never been recognized.