Martial Master

Xu Zixuan's expression instantly changed. If he offended the various families and lost this deal, his family in Demon Sword City would likely face even more difficulties.

He hurriedly turned to Qin Chen and pleaded, “A few friends, I’m truly sorry. Could you please be accommodating? I’m willing to compensate you all with double the payment.”

This time, he was truly bleeding money, spending an additional three million medium-grade true stones, which meant that their Xu family would earn significantly less from this deal.

However, he had no choice. In order to curry favor with the various families, his voice even carried a hint of pleading.

You Qianxue couldn’t bear to watch any longer. She felt some sympathy for Xu Zixuan. Life at the bottom truly was tough; sometimes, one’s fate was beyond their control.

She immediately said to Qin Chen, “Qin Chen, why don’t we just give them one room?”

After all, it was just for a month. By then, if they wanted to experience it, they could go to Zhuo Qingfeng and the others' room. Alternatively, with this extra three million medium-grade true stones, they could stay at a higher-class inn; they could afford it, and it would only take a bit of time to find a place.

Zhuo Qingfeng also smiled and said, “Young Master Chen, letting them have one room isn’t a big deal. By then, you two can stay in the Tian room, while my brother Nangong and I stay in the Xuan room. For us, it doesn’t make much difference, and we get to earn an extra three million medium-grade true stones—what a deal!”

Nangong Li also laughed, “Getting three million medium-grade true stones for free is no small sum. It looks like we’re going to get rich.”

He was just joking. Chen Di Pavilion was making money hand over fist, and all their major forces had merged in; each was getting a share. Who would care about this little amount of money?

Initially, Qin Chen would never have backed down to someone like Zhu Ji, but after hearing You Qianxue and Zhuo Qingfeng, his heart softened.

After all, Xu Zixuan had been polite and courteous since entering, without any arrogance. So he said, “Alright, then we’ll give you a room.”

“Thank you, thank you!” Xu Zixuan was overjoyed and thanked them profusely, clearly relieved.

Zhu Ji watched this with disdain, sneering, “After all this, you’re just a money-grubbing commoner. Tsk, tsk, trying to act modest in front of me! Kid, you got such a big fortune for free, why don’t you hurry up and kneel to thank me? Hehe, if you can let this little girl beside you have some fun with me, I won’t mind giving you three million more!”

Qin Chen had already taken out the key. Upon hearing this, his expression darkened immediately, and a cold killing intent burst forth from him.

This guy had a loose tongue and was simply asking for a beating.

How shameless can one be?

You’ve already been given a room, and you’re secretly feeling pleased about it. After taking advantage, you still have to slander others, treating their goodwill as nothing but a joke—huh!

And to insult You Qianxue? Did he really think others wouldn’t get angry?

Qin Chen stared at Zhu Ji and said coldly, “Swallow your words back!”

Zhu Ji had originally intended to stir up trouble, not because he disliked Qin Chen, but because of You Qianxue.

He considered himself from a powerful background and had seen countless beauties, but someone like You Qianxue, with both figure and grace, was a first for him.

Especially with You Qianxue’s inexplicable aura, as if she were a celestial being high above, made his heart race uncontrollably.

If Qin Chen was a local big shot in Demon Sword City, he might not dare to have such thoughts, but they all appeared to be outsiders.

Outsider martial artists, no matter how powerful, could at most only be from a king-level force. However, Zhu family was one of the recognized king-level forces around Demon Sword City, not the top tier but still somewhat famous, and he had never feared anyone before.