Chapter 1839: A Place Where Fish and Dragons Mix

Zhang Bufan's gaze also turned slightly repulsed; after all, they had genuinely stood up for Long Feixue, and never expected this girl to actually deceive them.

But Gong Sun Huohuo cared less about Long Feixue deceiving her than about this girl having deceived Luo Fu too!

That was utterly unforgivable!

Long Feixue stepped back another pace and sat back down in her original spot; realizing her act of pity had failed, she naturally sank into self-abandonment.

"So what do you suggest we do?"

"I can't magically produce one hundred thousand gold pieces for you!"

"You yourselves insisted on helping me—yes, the Chihei Snake has indeed calmed down and can't be handed over to Linglang Pavilion for auction!" Long Feixue actually admitted it.

Gong Sun Huohuo was nearly driven to tears by rage.

Zhang Bufan and Meng Guangbai were utterly at a loss what to do with this girl.

Both were so enraged they trembled, yet could not utter a single word—she was still just a child, and they couldn't possibly beat her up.

Luo Fu showed no anger; instead, he smiled faintly.

Seeing Luo Fu's faint smile, Long Feixue felt a chill crawl through her heart.

"W-what are you laughing at?"

"I just lied to you—I tricked you out of a three-hundred-year soul bone worth one hundred thousand gold pieces, and you're still smiling here? What are you laughing at?" Long Feixue asked.

She had been surviving in Shanhe City for many years.

Since she was old enough to understand, she had repeated this same trick over and over.

Shanhe City was a place where fish and dragons mixed; it gathered the strongest cultivators, but also the most shameless ruffians and hoodlums—Long Feixue knew exactly how to use the Chihei Snake to swindle people.

But she had never met anyone like Luo Fu.

This man always gave her a sense of ill omen!

Luo Fu finished his cup of tea, then set it down slowly, his eyes fixed intently on Long Feixue as he studied her thoughtfully.

"I never make losing deals!"

"Little girl, I used a three-hundred-year soul bone worth one hundred thousand gold pieces as your guarantee to save you—and your Chihei Snake—correct?" Luo Fu asked.

Long Feixue had no idea what Luo Fu meant.

Yet she could only nod dumbly.

Just moments ago, Luo Fu had merely flicked his palm, sending the strongest of the dozen black-clad men flying down an entire street—Long Feixue knew clearly she couldn't defeat him.

So although she had temporarily escaped Linglang Pavilion's pursuit,

she had merely left the wolf's den only to enter the tiger's lair!

"N-no, that's right—what do you want? I have no money! And the Chihei Snake has already bonded with me; outside my side, it has no value whatsoever!"

"Even if you take it away, it will fight you to the death!" Long Feixue said.

This was an outright threat!

At this point, the girl still dared to threaten Luo Fu—Gong Sun Huohuo was furious beyond words and drew her waist sword again.

But Luo Fu raised his hand to stop her.

"Huohuo, calm down first!"

"Actually, Xiao Xue carries something even more valuable—and this thing's worth exceeds one hundred thousand gold pieces, enough to cover the interest on that soul bone!" Luo Fu said.

Gong Sun Huohuo and Meng Guangbai were stunned again.

Zhang Bufan clearly didn't understand Luo Fu's meaning either.

This girl looked ragged and tattered; apart from the Chihei Snake, there was plainly nothing else of value on her entire person!