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"Old man, isn't this price a bit too high?"
Dugu Bo tried to bargain with the Stall owner.
However, the Stall owner was unmoved and sneered, "Too expensive? Then don't buy it. This scorpion pincer soul bone is a unique treasure; if you miss it, it's gone."
Although the price was steep, considering the rarity of the Soul Bone and its importance in the poison formula, Dugu Bo still felt it was worth it. After all, when you truly need a Soul Bone, having money doesn't always guarantee you can buy one.
So, Dugu Bo gritted his teeth and said without hesitation, "Old man, I'll take this pair of Soul Bones!"
After speaking, Dugu Bo handed five hundred thousand gold coins to the Stall owner, promptly completing the transaction.
After the transaction was complete, as Dugu Bo was carefully putting away the scorpion pincer soul bone, a voice from a distance urgently shouted at Dugu Bo, "Put it down! Put it down!"
Hearing this sudden shout, Dugu Bo's hand paused slightly, stopping his action of putting away the Soul Bone, and he turned to look in the direction of the voice.
He saw three burly men striding towards them in a hurry, their presence exuding a condescending air.
"This pair of Soul Bones was ours first!"
Dugu Bo frowned and asked in confusion, "Yours first? But I've already completed the transaction with the Stall owner; money and goods have both been exchanged."
The man in the middle turned to the Stall owner and questioned, "Why did you sell it so quickly? You didn't keep it for us; didn't I say I'd come back to look at it later?"
The Stall owner, an Old man, didn't humor him: "If you buy, pay. If you don't, get lost. There's no such thing as keeping it."
The man also realized he was in the wrong, then said, "Alright, Boss, I'll add more money! Sell it to me!"
Dugu Bo was also worried at this moment that the Stall owner might change his mind.
His movements slowed, appearing to be nonchalantly putting away his things, but in reality, his ears were perked up, listening carefully to their conversation, truly fearing that his Soul Bone would be snatched away.
Then the Stall owner just waved his hand, pointed at Dugu Bo who was putting away his things, and said indifferently, "Go, go, go, I'm not the Boss. If you want to add money to buy it, find him. He's the owner now."
Hearing the Stall owner's words, Dugu Bo also smiled knowingly, and his hanging heart finally settled.
He didn't expect this Old man to be quite righteous! Even if someone else offered more money, he wouldn't go back on a sale.
At this moment, the gazes of the three burly men all turned to Dugu Bo, their eyes revealing urgency and unwillingness.
The leading man stepped forward and cupped his fists at Dugu Bo, saying, "Friend, to be honest, this pair of scorpion pincer soul bones is extremely important to us three brothers. We are willing to pay a higher price to buy it from you. We hope you will oblige, friend."
Dugu Bo raised his head slightly, looked at them calmly, and slowly said, "I apologize, although I understand your need for this Soul Bone, I also went through a lot of trouble to acquire it, and besides, I have a reason why I must have it."
Another man, seeing this, said somewhat anxiously, "Friend, how about this? We'll offer six hundred thousand gold coins, which is one hundred thousand more than what you paid. You can also make a profit from it. Why not?"
Dugu Bo still shook his head decisively: "It's not that I'm greedy for money; it's just that this Soul Bone has a special meaning to me, and I truly cannot give it up."
The man frowned, seemingly still unwilling to give up.
"Friend, you might not know, but this item has a special meaning to me. Name your price; as long as it's reasonable, I will satisfy you."
His tone held a hint of pleading.
Dugu Bo shook his head slightly, no longer paying attention to him, and continued to put away his things.
He didn't want to break his principles for a moment of greed, and besides, he wasn't short on money.
Seeing Dugu Bo's resolute stance, the man was somewhat exasperated but helpless.
He glared fiercely at Dugu Bo, then turned to the Stall owner and complained, "Old man, why did you sell the item so easily? You didn't even wait for me."
The Stall owner, an Old man, snorted disdainfully: "I said, if you buy, pay. If you don't, don't bother me. He paid first, so the item is naturally his. What do you have to complain about?"
At this moment, the third man's face showed anger, and he loudly said, "Don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. If you insist on not selling it, don't blame us for being impolite."
As soon as Zhuge Lan heard this, he was furious. He stepped forward and stood in front of Dugu Bo, pointing at the three men and cursing, "What are you guys? How dare you threaten us here? The Soul Bone is already ours. If you have the guts, come and try to snatch it!"
The atmosphere immediately became tense, with both sides on edge.
However, this kind of standoff did not attract the attention of the surrounding people.
At most, only passing pedestrians would look up, while the other Stall owners continued to shout their wares, and buyers haggled, everything as usual.
It was as if such situations frequently occurred in this Ghost Market.
Dugu Bo reached out to stop Zhuge Lan, his eyes becoming sharp, and he said to the three men, "I, Dugu Bo, have no intention of clashing with you, but I am not one to fear trouble. Today, I will not sell this Soul Bone to you. If you wish to forcefully take it, you may try, but you will have to bear the consequences."
Upon hearing Dugu Bo announce his name, the three men's expressions changed slightly.
They had clearly heard of Dugu Bo's reputation and knew he was a powerful Titled Douluo.
The leading man hesitated for a moment, then said tremblingly, "So it's Senior Poison Douluo Dugu Bo, I've long admired your name. I didn't expect Senior to value this Soul Bone so much. We are also influenced by Poison Douluo and enjoy studying highly poisonous things, which is why we took a liking to this pair of scorpion pincer soul bones. Who would have thought we'd meet our idol! Since our idol also needs this Soul Bone, we will not insist today, but we hope our idol will remember this favor in the future!"
After speaking, the man gave a look to the other two, and then the three men dejectedly turned and left.
Zhuge Lan, however, said somewhat discontentedly, "Favor? What favor do they have? They were stingy and wanted to haggle, and when they failed and saw someone else get ahead, they wanted to snatch it back. Old Poison, you just let them go? They were so arrogant just now; my fists were itching to give them a few punches!"
Dugu Bo smiled and said, "The less trouble, the better. We've already obtained the Soul Bone; that's all that matters. Let's go, the Auction isn't even here yet, and I've already spent most of my money. Oh no… what if there's something even better at the Auction, and I'm short on cash? Wouldn't that be a huge loss?"
Dugu Bo looked at the scorpion pincer soul bone, which he had paid a hefty price for, and let out a long sigh to the sky.
"I hope you're truly useful."
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