534: Chapter 534 One million! Not a penny less!

Su Chen flicked non-existent dust from his fingers, as if he had just touched something foul and filthy.

Then, he stood up.

Using the tip of his expensive Cloud-patterned Boots, he lightly kicked the shiny, greasy, tattered animal hide at his feet.

"Old man."

Su Chen's tone was nonchalant, every word oozing laziness and boredom. He was the perfect image of a top-tier playboy forced by his family to experience life, only to find everything utterly dull.

"Don't embarrass yourself by taking this pile of junk out piece by piece."

"I'll take the whole lot. Give me a price."

The foot-scratching old man's fingers instantly froze in mid-air.

He slowly looked up, an unprecedented light bursting from his clouded eyes.

His wrinkled old face instantly came to life, every furrow filled with ecstasy as his grin stretched from ear to ear.

He had been setting up his stall here for months, and finally!

He had finally waited for a super sucker willing to ask for a price!

Qian Duoduo's reaction was the polar opposite.

His fat shuddered violently, and he practically catapulted himself to Su Chen's side, grabbing a corner of Su Chen's robe.

"Boss! No, Boss!!"

Qian Duoduo's voice cracked from sheer horror, sounding high-pitched and thin.

He pointed at the pile of scrap metal on the ground that even a recycling center would reject, his features twisting in heartache.

"Open your eyes and look! Even if these things were given to me for free, I'd complain they were taking up space in my Storage Ring!"

"My Storage Ring is prime real estate! Every piece of trash put in is one less Immortal Stone I can carry!"

"Boss, you can't burn money like this! This is more wasteful than using Immortal Stones to light fireworks!"

Qian Duoduo became increasingly agitated as he spoke, his eyes red and a snot bubble nearly forming from his desperation.

Su Chen's expression remained unchanged. He extended two fingers and elegantly yet firmly pried the man's hand off his robe.

"Did I ask you?"

One sentence, four words, and Qian Duoduo's protests were instantly choked back into his throat.

He stood there with his mouth open, face flushed red, unable to squeeze out a single word.

Right, the boss was spending his own money; what did it have to do with a mere employee like him?

But... but that was a million!

Seeing that a big fish had truly taken the bait, the old man didn't even care about his half-scratched foot.

He quickly pulled his foot back into his robe, wiped his hand haphazardly on his greasy sleeve, and his eyes darted around as he quickly sized up Su Chen.

White clothes, noble air, followed by this ant of a bodyguard at the Quasi-Emperor Realm and a fat man who clearly looked wealthy...

This was a whale!

And the kind of super whale who "doesn't care about money, only seeks amusement"!

The old man finished his calculations in an instant and suddenly held up a filthy finger, the nail caked with black grime.

"One million!"

His voice was as loud as a bell and full of vigor, as if he weren't selling junk but supreme immortal treasures!

"high-grade immortal stones! One million!"

He emphasized again, spit flying everywhere.

"Not a single penny less, or I won't sell!"

The clamor at the end of the alley came to a screeching halt.

The next second, a burst of laughter erupted that was loud enough to blow the roof off.

"Hahahaha! One million?!" A burly Loose Cultivator laughed so hard he slapped his thigh, tears nearly coming to his eyes. "Old man, did your head get caught in a door back in the ruins? Are you still living in a dream?"

"One million high-grade immortal stones! Holy crap, that's enough to buy an excellent True Immortal Artifact at the Lingbao Trading Firm! Is this pile of scrap metal even worthy? Why don't you just go rob the City Lord's Mansion?!"

A sharp-featured Cultivator pointed at Su Chen, winking and shouting loudly to his companions, "Look! This is the legendary ultimate sucker! I've truly seen it all today! If anyone actually spends a million on this pile of waste, the water in his brain would be enough to raise a dragon in Peng City!"

The laughter was overwhelming, the mockery and ridicule hitting the old man's face like invisible slaps.

The old man's face instantly turned the color of pig liver, but he gritted his teeth, his finger held as steady as a mountain, unmoving.

He was gambling everything on this one shot!

Either he'd soar to the heavens, or he'd rot right here!

[Not bad, not bad. This fat man's crying is quite infectious; it might come in handy for bargaining later. As for this mocking crowd... sigh, your ignorance limits your imagination.]

Su Chen inwardly praised Qian Duoduo's acting skills, while his face maintained that same look of disdain that said, "You Mortals are so noisy."

Qian Duoduo was truly crying.

He grabbed Su Chen's leg, rubbing snot and tears all over Su Chen's spotless white robe, wailing through his tears:

"Boss! I beg of you! A million! That's a million high-grade immortal stones!"

"All this junk combined wouldn't even sell for ten thousand if melted down for scrap! If you really spend a million on this, I, Qian Duoduo, would be too ashamed to say I know you! I'm afraid the God of Poverty would strike me down with lightning!"

Su Chen looked down at the squirming "loyal servant" at his feet.

There wasn't a hint of emotion in his eyes; they were as indifferent as if he were looking at a stone in his way.

That bone-deep sense of detachment caused Qian Duoduo's wailing to get stuck in his throat, leaving only helpless sobs.

Then, under the gloating gaze of the crowd and the old man's gaze which was so tense his heart nearly stopped, Su Chen made a move.