Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Qin Zhengwu hesitated: "Are you calling me?"

"Of course it's you! Brother Qin, who else could it be?"

You are the grandfather of this senior friend, so you are my great-grandfather.

Great grandfather, please take a seat.

Seeing that he didn't move, Yin Chunbai stood up anxiously and personally pulled Qin Zhengwu to the chair.

Qin Zhengwu was still confused until he sat down.

No, did he miss something?

Master Yin is so kind?

It’s different from what I imagined!

The remaining four people opened their mouths into O shapes.

Xuanyuan Chong pointed at his nose.

No, Master Yin, are you looking at me?

I, the head of a country, am still standing.

I shouldn't be here, I should be under the carriage.

Nangong Juechen and the other two: "Huh? Sect Leader Yin? Are you sure it's Old Man Qin? Were we mistaken for someone else?"

Or did the three of them also have seats, but they just hadn't been called yet?

Okay, let’s wait a little longer.

Over there, Qin Zhengwu and Yin Chunbai had already started exchanging greetings.

"Brother Qin, you are really energetic and your skills are still as sharp as ever."

"Hey, Master Yin, you're too kind. You're the role model for our generation. We can only look up to you."

"That's not what I meant. Brother Qin, you are truly a man of great fortune. I can't compare to you, I can't compare to you..."

"Master Yin, you are too modest. By the way, I brought a gift. Would you like to see it..."

"Hey, Brother Qin brought a gift. Do you even need to see it? It must be something good. Thank you very much. I also have a small gift in return..."

Nangong Juechen and the other two waited and waited, until the flowers wilted.

I waited a long time for Master Yin to invite me to sit down, but he didn't come.

My feet were sore from standing, my back was numb from bending, and he didn't even give me a glance.

Qin Zhengwu and Yin Chunbai have started the gift exchange session.

After the exchange, Yin Chunbai was holding a top-grade spiritual weapon and smiling like a fool, while Qin Zhengwu was holding a mid-grade holy weapon and was wiping his sweat in panic.

Oh my god, Master Yin is so generous. He gave him such a precious holy weapon right away.

Nangong Juechen and others' pupils trembled.

A mid-grade holy weapon!

Sect Leader Yin actually gave a mid-grade holy weapon in return!

You know, Qin Zhengwu only gave one top-grade spiritual weapon.

One hundred high-grade spiritual artifacts are not as valuable as one mid-grade holy artifact.

Old man Qin Zhengwu made a fortune!

Is there something wrong with Sect Leader Yin, or is it that in his eyes, a mid-grade holy weapon is like free cabbage?

Thinking of this, the three family heads could no longer stand.

They also want a mid-grade holy weapon.

Nangong Juechen took the opportunity to interrupt while Qin Zhengwu was talking: "Master Yin..."

Yin Chunbai looked up, his face clearly showing some displeasure.

Is there anything wrong?

Interrupting my brother Qin?

Nangong Juechen hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem yet. He said shamelessly, "Well, my Nangong family has also prepared a meeting gift..."

Sect Leader Yin’s face darkened.

A meeting gift? You think I'm stupid and want me to return the favor, right?

A thing with wolfish ambitions.

But he couldn't do it too obviously, otherwise it would make it difficult for Brother Qin.

Then he said lightly: "Oh, then this old man also has a little gift in return."

Nangong Juechen was overjoyed.

He hurriedly took out a low-grade holy weapon.

This is one of the best treasures in his Nangong family.

Originally, he had also prepared a top-grade spiritual weapon, but he thought that he had to surpass Qin Zhengwu at all costs. In this way, the return gift from Master Yin would surely be of a higher grade.

A small investment for a big return is a win-win!

He secretly praised himself for his cunningness in his heart.

Sect Leader Yin glanced at this low-grade holy weapon and finally showed a better expression.

He took it with a smile: "The Nangong family spent a lot of money."

“No, no.” Nangong Juechen waved his hands repeatedly: “Only a sacred artifact is worthy of Master Yin.”

While flattering him, he also mocked Qin Zhengwu in a veiled way, saying that the high-grade spiritual weapon he gave him was of too low a level.

Qin Zhengwu was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and almost couldn't suppress his war king's pressure.

Sect Leader Yin smiled and took out a low-grade spiritual weapon fan and handed it over:

"I left in a hurry this time and didn't bring anything good. The gift is small but the sentiment is great. I hope Patriarch Nangong won't despise it."

Low-low-grade spiritual weapon...

Nangong Juechen's shy smile froze.

His cheek twitched.

I really want to ask Master Yin, is this a low-grade spiritual weapon?

How shameful are you?

You are the leader of Qingling Peak, how can you have the nerve to give away a low-grade spiritual weapon!

Even Qin Zhengwu has a mid-grade holy weapon, but when it comes to his Nangong family, they only have a low-grade spiritual weapon?

Who the hell needs a low-grade spiritual weapon? Even the person who sweeps the floor in the family uses a broom, which is a low-grade spiritual weapon.

Seeing that he was hesitant to answer, Sect Leader Yin frowned slightly: "Are you dissatisfied with the quality?"

Nangong Juechen shuddered.

He quickly continued, his smile uglier than crying: "No, no, what Sect Leader Yin sent is the best."

He looked at the fan, a low-grade spiritual weapon, in his hand.

Signs of use are obvious.

As new, with no flaws.

The fan handle is covered with patina from use.

"This is my favorite treasure. For the sake of Patriarch Nangong, I have no choice but to part with it." Sect Leader Yin still looked regretful and shook his head.

Nangong Juechen gritted his teeth.

He really wanted to say, no need for that!

But he dared not say it.

He exchanged a low-grade holy weapon, the most precious treasure of his family, for a low-grade spiritual weapon, and it was an old low-grade spiritual weapon at that!

If the family elders knew what he had done, his position as the head of the family would probably be shaken.

I want to vomit blood.

I regret it, I regret that I overestimated human nature!

I regret that I thought Yin Chunbai was both capable and virtuous.

He, he is not a good person!

Why call you Yin Chunbai? Your parents should have named you Chunhei.

That’s right, how can anyone who can thrive in this continent be good?

With his high strength, it's good enough that he didn't rob it by force.

Nangong Juechen covered his chest with his hands, looking constipated.

Painful realization.

"Do you have a gift too?" Yin Chunbai's eyes swept over the head of the Lu family and the head of the Lei family.

The hairs on both of their bodies stood up.

I wanted to shake my head, but I didn't dare.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and present the gift.

Each person gets a brand new, top-grade spiritual weapon.

They learned from Nangong Juechen's lesson and did not dare to submit anything better.

But they didn't dare to take the worse ones, for fear of offending Master Yin and giving them a hard time.

Master Yin smiled slightly, without favoring one over the other.

In return, he gave each of them a flawless lower-grade spiritual weapon, calling it a painful parting and expressing his deep reluctance to part with it.

The three of them were holding low-grade spiritual weapons and had to swallow their anger. It was so frustrating, really frustrating.

This bastard named Yin came here to trade in their old items for new ones!

Taking advantage of your power to bully others is too much!

They looked at Qin Zhengwu with envy. They didn't know what kind of luck this old man Qin had, but he actually got a brand new mid-grade holy weapon!

Qin Zhengwu felt their gazes and hurriedly put the mid-grade holy weapon given to him by Master Yin into the mustard seed bag.

Hold it tightly, hold it tightly.

Although I don’t know why Master Yin treats him differently, no one can take out the things in his pocket!

Xuanyuan Chong took all of this in and thought to himself, how strange.

He had given gifts before, but Sect Leader Yin did not take advantage of the situation, but instead gave him a new treasure of equal value in return.

Now, Sect Leader Yin’s discriminatory attitude makes people suspect that he did it on purpose!

Deliberately embarrass the three major families and support the Qin family!

He secretly felt lucky that he had not offended the Qin family before, otherwise, with Master Yin's current attitude, he would probably be in trouble.

Xuanyuan Chong laughed awkwardly twice to break the awkward atmosphere in the box.

Looking down: "The youth competition is about to begin."

Several family heads became serious.

Today, giving gifts is secondary. The most important thing is that I hope that Master Yin will take a liking to the young people of my family and bring them back to Qingling Peak for teaching. Only then will the whole family have a truly bright future.

Nangong Juechen snorted in his heart. Although he didn't know what means Qin Zhengwu used to win over the heart of Master Yin, it didn't matter.

The young men of the Qin family are either useless or have left. There is no hope for them anymore.

Let him be proud for a while!