Fantasy: The Clan Chief Lies Down, His House Is Full of Emperors

Xu Chen's acting skills were also honed under Xu Chu's tutelage; while not quite masterful, they were certainly incredibly lifelike and convincing.

Now, when he plays a spoiled young master, his eyes and tone are spot-on.

The arena manager had already taken Xu Chen for a fool. He took Xu Chen to the arena's basement, where there were large iron cages containing assassins and monsters.

"Young master, look, these are our assassins."

Xu Chen glanced at it with his big eyes, clearly disgusted.

"What kind of garbage is this? You have the nerve to let me choose? If I only wanted this kind of stuff, would I even need to come to your Holy City Arena?"

At this moment, he seemed to be visiting a brothel.

He looked angry, which made the manager apologize repeatedly.

"Then let's keep going forward. Ahead are all the gladiators in our arena with more than thirty wins. These are the treasures of our arena."

He said that simply because he wanted to make more money off Xu Chen later.

Xu Chen didn't care about the spirit stones he lost. He just wanted to buy the boy without being suspected, which is why he changed his outfit and adopted this persona.

Xu Chen lifted his foot and walked forward.

"Take me there directly next time, stop dawdling."

The steward repeatedly replied, "Yes, yes."

As they walked, Xu Chen casually looked around, appearing to be picking at random, but in reality, he was searching for a target. He was a master of this technique.

Soon they arrived at the area the manager had mentioned, where they had more than thirty wins.

These assassins are kept here and have to fight every five days on average. After the fight, they are given a quick cleaning and treatment and then left alone.

No one cares if I die, there are plenty of replacements anyway.

People who come to the arena are different from those who go to brothels. They just want to see a fierce fight, and most importantly, they want to win their bets.

As for who fights whom, it's really not that important.

Before encountering the dark-skinned boy, Xu Chen randomly picked two others, a trick he often used when picking up bargains at street stalls.

Finally, Xu Chen saw the burly, dark-skinned boy. He had just finished a fight and was sitting on the edge of the cage, staring blankly ahead, completely unaware that someone was coming.

Xu Chen, just like before, casually pointed.

"I'll take this one too."

When Xu Chen mentioned the previous ones, the manager quoted prices, and Xu Chen nodded, and everything went smoothly. This time, the manager hesitated slightly.

"Young master, this..."

Xu Chen casually asked, "What's wrong? Is it not allowed?"

"It's not impossible."

"That's expensive. Tell me the price."

Xu Chen wanted to project an image of being carefree and buying whatever caught his eye.

That way, no matter which one he chooses or how much money he spends, no one will suspect anything; in fact, they will think it's perfectly normal and reasonable.

After all, that's the persona he created from the beginning.

The steward said, "This kid is a bit special. I don't know what he ate to grow up like this. He's incredibly strong. He's never cultivated, yet he can kill a Nascent Soul Realm demon beast with just a few punches."

"His kind of physical cultivation is very popular here; everyone likes his style."

"He is currently one of the players with the most wins, so we don't actually have any intention of selling him."

Xu Chen asked curiously, "Is this even possible? Does he have some kind of special constitution?"

“You’re joking. We had someone examine him specifically. He’s of average health, otherwise he wouldn’t have ended up like this,” the steward replied.

Xu Chen waved his hand, somewhat impatiently.

"In that case, just name your price. Stop with the useless nonsense. In my eyes, everything has a price."

At this moment, Xu Chen was a little puzzled. The golden light on this young man's body was so dazzling, so how could he have an ordinary physique?

Could it be that the people they hired were inexperienced and couldn't recognize the boy's physique?

It seems I'll have to ask Elder Kong or Brother Luo for advice later, otherwise I won't even know why this young man is emitting such dazzling golden light.

If the manager really didn't want to sell, he wouldn't have said so much nonsense. He kept changing his mind about whether it was okay or not, just because he wanted to make more money.

Even now, he still looks very troubled.

Xu Chen casually tossed him a bottle of pills.

"Just name your price, this is for you separately."

The steward unscrewed the bottle and smelled it. The fragrance of the pills indicated that they were definitely cultivation pills used by experts at the Heavenly Palace Realm.

His face lit up with joy.

"Since you really want it, I'll make an exception for you this time. As long as you offer a thousand high-grade spirit stones, it's yours."

Although Xu Chen knew he might be ripped off, he was still so angry when he heard the price that he wanted to stab him twice.

Damn it! This shameless bastard! He's so ruthless!!

The two assassins in front only cost a thousand low-grade spirit stones each, but this one directly became a thousand high-grade spirit stones.

You should know that one high-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for ten thousand low-grade spirit stones.

These thousand high-grade spirit stones are a large sum of money even for a Nascent Soul Realm expert.

Xu Chen immediately launched into a tirade of curses.

"You think you can take me for a fool just because I'm rich? Believe me or not, I'll get someone to send you down there and beat you up right now!!"

His tone and arrogant demeanor made him seem like someone with real power.

He got angry in order to maintain his public image.

He did indeed act like a rich and willful person, but he knew that rich people weren't stupid. They were willing to pay a premium for things they liked and wanted, but they wouldn't pay too much, otherwise they would look like fools.

Only in this way can one perfectly fit the persona, avoid suspicion, and successfully snag a bargain without anyone noticing.

The manager was intimidated by his imposing manner and apologized repeatedly.

"Sorry, sorry, I misspoke. It should be one thousand mid-grade spirit stones, mid-grade."

The dark-skinned youth's actual price was five hundred mid-grade spirit stones; he had deliberately misspoke. If Xu Chen agreed, he would make a fortune.

Then they reported the matter to higher authorities, suspecting that Xu Chen had discovered a secret about the dark-skinned boy. After all, the price was too high, and anyone who still bought it would be a complete fool.

Now, after being yelled at by Xu Chen, he quickly changed it back, but it still doubled.

Xu Chen's expression softened a little, and he pointed at him, saying with a wry smile.

"No merchant is without guile"—that saying is absolutely true.

The manager smiled ingratiatingly but didn't say anything.

Xu Chen nodded.

"That's fine. I'll take all the ones I just picked. I came out in a hurry this time and need to get back quickly."

His next sentence was simply an explanation of why he went out alone without any servants or guards.

The manager quickly replied, "Okay, okay, please wait a moment, I'll arrange everything right away."