After listening to the two points of analysis given by Song Feng, Zhou Mo said in disbelief: "The sword is a commodity sent from the following branches, neither did we steal it, let alone rob it, even if the two of them are the owners of the sword, there is no reason to trouble us."

Song Feng smiled faintly and said, "You are not a cultivator, you don't understand the doorway: "Many cultivators have the mentality of contempt for the rules of the world, and they don't care why this sword is here, in short, anyone who touches something else will be regarded as an enemy by the cultivator."

"Of course, I'm not 100% sure what the situation is, I have to see two buyers to determine whether they want to pick up the bargain or have other plans."

The above two points are Song Feng's judgments based on experience, and he dare not say that he is 100% accurate, but can only say that there is a 50% possibility for each.

Only when he meets the buyer can Song Feng give the most reliable judgment.

Zhou Mo pursed his lips and said, "According to your meaning, only by meeting can we analyze their purpose and identity?"

Song Feng nodded and said, "Since you asked them to come later, you must have kept their contact information, right?"

Zhou Mo opened the drawer and took out a piece of paper from it, on which were written two names and a phone number book.

One of the two is named Zhang Wenyuan, and the other is Shen Feiteng.

Listening to them call each other, it seems to be senior brothers.

Song Feng said, "In that case, you can call them now and say that the owner of the sword has some objections to the price and needs to talk to them face-to-face."

"Understood."

After a few minutes, Zhou Mo hung up the phone and said, "They are nearby, and they will arrive in about twenty minutes."

"Let's go down and wait for them now, and I'll see where these two are sacred."

After speaking, Song Feng walked out of the office unhurriedly with his hands behind his back.

Twenty minutes later, a taxi appeared outside the store.

The door opened, and two men got out of it.

The man at the front is about forty years old, and the man at the back is a little younger.

Entering the antique shop, the leader arched his hand and said, "Miss Zhou, you said that the owner of the sword has some objections to the price of this sword, our brother is here, can you invite him out to see it?"

Zhou Mo glanced at Song Feng who was standing beside him.

Song Feng said with a smile on his face, "Good afternoon, you two, I am the master of this sword."

Hearing this, Zhang Wenyuan and Shen Feiteng glanced at each other.

The older Zhang Wenyuan said, "You're Mr. Song, right?"

"Huh...... I didn't expect Song to be so famous, listening to the accents of the two, it should be a foreigner, right?"

Song Feng quietly inquired about the details of the two.

From the time the two of them stepped into the store until now, Song Feng's attention has always been focused on them.

Quietly released the true qi, and investigated the cultivation of the two of them.

Both of them have a certain degree of true qi and cultivation.

At this moment, Song Feng could be sure that they were definitely not the master of the sword.

The murderous aura on the sword was overflowing, indicating that the previous owner of this sword was a cultivator with a more murderous nature.

Although the two of them have a murderous aura, they are not strong.

It can be seen that the two of them saw that the origin of the sword was unknown, and deliberately came up with a thought sky-high price, wanting to buy the sword as soon as possible.

"Mr. Song is famous, even if our senior brother is a foreigner, we have heard a lot about coming here."

"Both, the composition of the sword is a bit complicated, if you don't mind, how about we go to the office and talk?"

"Yes."

Zhang Wenyuan put on a casual appearance, called Shen Feiteng, and followed Song Feng and Zhou Mo to the general manager's office on the third floor.

They each sat down, and Zhou Mo made a cup of tea for the two of them.

Shen Feiteng put down the teacup and said impatiently, "Mr. Song said that there is something wrong with the composition of this sword, I don't know what the problem is? Is it because the price we gave you doesn't satisfy you, or is there something else?"

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Feiteng opened his mouth to get straight to the point, mentioning that the price of 50 million is definitely not low.

Admitting that this sword is a good thing, but no matter how good it is, it must have its own price when it is put in an antique shop.

Song Feng said with a smile undiminished: "Mr. Shen is right, any antique placed in an antique shop cannot be priceless, no matter how precious it is, there will always be a price."

"I wonder if you two can understand why I hung this sword in the shop, but I didn't put a price tag next to it?"

Zhang Wenyuan opened his mouth and said, "Could it be that Mr. Song is waiting for someone to come and buy it?"

"Hahaha...... Mr. Zhang is well-informed, and he has the right idea in one sentence."

Song Feng's business has always been different from person to person.

The two not only have vision, but also have a certain net worth.

The clothes on the body look like ordinary clothes, but in fact the price is extraordinary.

The two wore two sets of quaint robes, made of handmade silk, and the price of one piece was at least hundreds of thousands.

It can be seen that the two are worth a lot of money.

If you think about it, you can understand how you can be short of money as a cultivator.

Spending 50 million to buy a sword from the Song and Yuan dynasties is definitely a lot of money in an antique shop, but sometimes things can't be said like this.

The sword looks like an ordinary antique weapon, but it contains a certain amount of aura inside.

If the weapon is combined with the aura, it will instantly become a spirit soldier.

The price will also rise, and 50 million can't buy this treasure.

Song Feng said lightly: "Both of them are people with vision, I think you have already seen the secret hidden in this sword, when you make a friend, two hundred million, you take this sword away."

"Two hundred million?!"

Shen Feiteng opened his mouth exaggeratedly and said, "Song Feng, you didn't do the business, we have given 50 million before, and you didn't object, but now you suddenly changed your words, don't you think it's a bit excessive?"

Song Feng smiled disapprovingly and said, "Mr. Shen's words are wrong, you are giving a purchase price of 50 million, but have I agreed?"

When the words fell, Zhou Mo interjected, "Mr. Shen, Mr. Zhang, it is definitely not the antique shop that takes the opportunity to raise the price, but the 50 million you give is not the final transaction price."

"I only said that I need to consult with the owner of this sword, and I did not promise that I will be able to buy it for 50 million, if I can really buy this sword, I will sell it to you at that time, and there is no need to call my boss again and ask for his opinion."

Although I don't understand why Song Feng suddenly increased the price, no matter what, there are reasons for Song Feng.

Zhou Mo believed that Song Feng would not blackmail others for no reason, there must be something hidden in it.

Since Song Feng didn't know what to say, all Zhou Mo could do was to cooperate with Song Feng and show the attitude of the antique shop.

The business in the store has always been a child, if you promise the two to sell the sword to them for 50 million, and then raise the price, it is indeed not right to belong to the antique shop.

But from beginning to end, Zhou Mo didn't say that 50 million could buy it.