Chapter 139 One Million
Mengyu felt like crying: Wasn't this essentially selling gold as if it was iron?
She said to Old Sir Wu, "Old Sir's strength is truly formidable. Actually, there's a bit of an issue with this sword."
"What issue?" Old Sir Wu found it odd. She was actually pointing out a problem while trying to sell something?
"Give me the sword, and I'll point it out to you."
Old Sir Wu's face took on a very strange expression. "I can hold onto it, and you can still point it out."
He could tell that this father and daughter pair seemed reluctant to sell now.
Cheng Jiuhe suddenly interjected, "We are not selling the sword anymore."
At this, Datong grew angry: "What do you mean by that?"
"What I mean is that I don't want to sell it anymore." Mengyu said, "If you want these other bronze artifacts, fifty thousand each, take your pick."
"What, not selling anymore?"
