After listening to Zhou Mo's explanation, Shen Feiteng's face became very unhappy.

From the smile on his face just now, he turned into anger.

Zhang Wenyuan said with a smile: "Miss Zhou is right, as long as the price is not finalized, you can bid as much as you want."

Song Feng said, "Or Mr. Zhang can see it, what do you think of the 200 million I just said? If you can, let's trade now, whether you will suffer a loss at this price, I think Mr. Zhang should have a clear calculation in his heart."

Song Feng's words were very straightforward.

It is a spirit soldier who does not directly break the sword, but everyone understands people, and some words do not need to be completely penetrated.

Both of them are cultivators, and the spirit weapon is equivalent to the second life for the cultivator, and a handful of spirit soldiers can greatly increase the strength of the cultivator.

In today's era of thin aura, everything that contains aura can be called priceless.

Judging from the cultivation of the two, Song Feng thought that Zhang Wenyuan's cultivation was stronger.

It has reached the pinnacle of foundation building.

As for Shen Feiteng, it should be in the early stage of foundation building or the middle stage of foundation building.

All in all, it was impossible for the two of them not to perceive the aura contained in the sword.

If it were someone else, let alone 200 million, even if it was doubled, it might not sell this kind of thing.

For Song Feng, the small amount of aura contained in the sword was like a chicken rib existence to him.

"Mr. Song is quick to speak, I won't grind, the price of 200 million is indeed a bit high as my junior brother said, how about 100 million?"

Zhang Wenyuan held up one finger and stared at the sword on the desk with two eyes.

Song Feng shook his head unmoved, and said calmly: "If you sincerely want to buy, 200 million, pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, this business seems to be earned by our store, but who actually earns it, I don't say that you know."

Zhou Mo cooperated and walked behind the desk and picked up the sword on the table.

"Two, although I am a female streamer who does not know how to dance knives and guns, but I have been in the antique business for so long, and I have some experience, this sword is not an ordinary thing, but a spirit soldier, spend 200 million to buy a spirit soldier, do you really feel a loss?"

Song Feng took a posture of waiting and seeing, and did not reveal the true origin of this sword.

In order to prevent them from continuing to worry about the price, Zhou Mo simply said something directly.

"I didn't expect Miss Zhou to be so eye-catching, and she even knew about spirit soldiers."

Zhang Wenyuan stood up and said in an admiring tone: "Miss Zhou is right, this sword is indeed a thing that can be encountered but not sought, but its value can only be exerted in the hands of a small number of people, and it is just a slightly sharper weapon in the hands of ordinary people, so I think the price of 100 million is very appropriate."

The aura contained in the sword cannot be absorbed by ordinary people, let alone used.

Only cultivators can bestow this sword with the strongest lethality.

Song Feng didn't open his mouth to refute Zhang Wenyuan, Zhou Mo frowned, and said, "Mr. Zhang, what we said is already very clear, if you buy it for 200 million, you will definitely make no profit."

"If you insist on bargaining, all I can say is sorry."

"You don't have a face!"

Hearing Zhou Mo say it to death, Shen Feiteng got up and looked like he wanted to have a seizure.

Zhang Wenyuan reprimanded sharply: "Senior brother be cautious! It's not a mountain, don't make people laugh at us for not having rules."

"Senior brother, they ......."

"You go out first."

Zhang Wenyuan straightened his face and ordered Shen Feiteng to wait for him in the corridor outside the office.

Shen Feiteng turned around and left the office angrily.

Zhang Wenyuan said apologetically: "Mr. Song, Miss Zhou, I'm really sorry, my junior brother rarely goes down the mountain, and I don't know much about human feelings, as a senior brother, I apologize to you on his behalf."

Song Feng said indifferently, "Do you want to buy this sword?"

Zhang Wenyuan replied, "Mr. Song

Can you give us a few minutes to think about it? Although my brother and I have a little wealth, 200 million is not a small amount after all."

"Yes."

Song Feng made a gesture of please.

Zhang Wenyuan walked out of the office.

In the corridor, Shen Feiteng looked in the direction of the office with dissatisfied eyes, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, the surname Song obviously saw that you and I were eager to buy treasures, and took the opportunity to open my mouth."

"Running in front of our brothers to take advantage, I think this person is really tired of living."

"You, your temper is always so impulsive, what you can see, senior brother can't see?"

Zhang Wenyuan sneered.

"In that case, why is Senior Brother so polite to them?"

Shen Feiteng really couldn't understand how Zhang Wenyuan, who was decisive in killing, was his mother-in-law today.

He and Zhang Wenyuan were born in a famous family, no matter which sect they went to, the other party had to give three points of courtesy.

Song Feng is also a cultivator, it is impossible not to see the strength of the two, since he can see it, he dares to offer a high price, it is obviously a shameless face.

"You and I have a mission to go down the mountain this time, and the master has repeatedly told us not to make extraneous branches, if we start here, or if there are some impulses, it is likely to affect the task, and to deal with people like Song Feng, sometimes we may not need to turn our faces."

"What do you mean, Senior Brother?"

Shen Feiteng instantly remembered a skill on Zhang Wenyuan.

Zhang Wenyuan said with a smile: "Go in later, you listen more and talk less, everything depends on senior brother and mine."

"Being able to see the senior brother perform his stunts can be regarded as an eye-opener for the younger brother."

Shen Feiteng immediately turned his anger into joy, and he was secretly proud in his heart, Song Feng was about to trouble the leader.

Not to mention 200 million, even two yuan, Song Feng didn't dare to ask them.

According to the cultivation skills of the two, it can only be seen that Song Feng is the same as them, they are both monks in the foundation building period.

As for the level of cultivation, the two of them couldn't see it.

I never dreamed that Song Feng was only half a step away from breaking through the Jindan realm, and once the time came, Song Feng would immediately break away from the foundation building period and become a serious Jindan monk.

After a while, the two of them walked back in.

Zhang Wenyuan arched his hand and said, "Mr. Song, Miss Zhou, let the two of you wait for a long time, I discussed it with my junior brother, I didn't have much money with me when I went out this time, and it was only a little more than 100 million when I went out, even if I gave it all to you, I am afraid it would not meet Mr. Song's needs."

"So, you're not going to buy it?"

Song Feng asked.

"It's just that my brother and sister don't have enough money on them, even if they want to buy it, they can only sigh."

Zhang Wenyuan said politely: "After delaying the two of you for so long, it is time for our senior brothers to leave, before leaving, I have a few words I want to say to Mr. Song."

"What?"

Song Feng asked casually.

Zhang Wenyuan said with a strange expression: "I heard that Mr. Song is strong in martial arts and is still a well-known local famous doctor, I wonder if you can see that Miss Zhou is seriously ill and will die soon?"