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Chapter 156 Song Duan's Invitation

"Old Xiao, I have not been threatened. You are indeed a little dark today, but don't worry, I have already solved this matter for you!" Lin Xiaoyu showed his cards with a wry smile.

There were only six of them in this lounge, and Fengquan sat on the sofa expressionlessly, with a wait-and-see attitude.

The two old men behind Song Duan supported their crutches with both hands, and their expressions were indifferent and serious, but just like Song Duan, they all stared straight at Lin Xiaoyu.

For a moment, Lin Xiaoyu was stared at by four people and eight eyes, and felt very uncomfortable all over his body.

At first, Xiao Hai thought that Lin Xiaoyu was coerced by those old fellows of Song Duan, that's why he said those insincere words.

But Lin Xiaoyu's attitude was firm and sincere, not like lying at all.

He didn't believe in Song Duan, but in Lin Xiaoyu.

"Xiaoyu, how do you know this?" Xiao Hai asked.

"I was just trying to see if I could get rid of the bad luck on you, but I didn't expect to succeed after trying!" Lin Xiaoyu explained.

"Try and succeed? You made it so simple!"

The old man behind Song Duan frowned when he heard Lin Xiaoyu's words, as if he was very unhappy.

Lin Xiaoyu looked at him: "You misunderstood, I didn't mean to belittle the strange art!" The old man was hard to talk at first glance, and he was far worse than Song Duan.

The old man glared at Lin Xiaoyu, and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Song Duan raising his hand.

Song Duan asked Lin Xiaoyu: "Since you said you don't know the magic, how did you transfer the bad luck from Mr. Xiao to yourself?"

Lin Xiaoyu shrugged: "This is my personal secret, if you don't believe it, forget it."

He would not be so stupid as to tell others that he had the power of the Dragon King. Even if these people were really from the Jiangnan Taoist sect, they might not be able to see where the power in his body came from.

"You young man, with such an arrogant personality, how can you take on such a big responsibility?"

Pfft, Lin Xiaoyu almost didn't laugh out loud when he heard this. He just wanted to develop the industry in the mountains, make money to support his family, and protect Nanshan. That's all. What else would he do?
This man said that he seemed to be the savior of the world!

"How can you still laugh?" The old man seemed very angry, and kept staring at Lin Xiaoyu.

"Why can't I laugh? Whatever big responsibilities you mentioned, you can take them on if you like. Don't involve me. I'm not familiar with you!"

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Xiao Hai looked confused: "Why do I feel that your topic is going too far!"

Lin Xiaoyu nodded again and again: "That's right, they took the topic too far!"

Song Duan: "."

"Master, I don't think there's any need to waste time with this ignorant kid. Let's go." The old man knocked on the floor with his cane, making a thumping sound, as if he wanted to vent his anger.

Song Duan looked at him, and glanced at Lin Xiaoyu from the corner of the eye: "Young man, I'm really curious about your strength. This is my business card. If you are willing to show your face, you are welcome at Jiangnan Xuanmen!"

Lin Xiaoyu was startled, he still remembered Song Qing's entrustment to him before the smoke disappeared, but now he and the people from the Taoist sect were not too happy, and he still felt that it would be difficult to get close to the Taoist sect.

He was worried, but Song Duan suddenly invited him.

Looking at the business card in his hand, it is different from ordinary paper business cards. This is a pure woodcut business card with a special pattern engraved on it. In the middle is engraved with the words Xuanmen-Song Duan!
"The antique short knife, if you want it, then take it. We won't participate in today's matter, so leave!" Song Duan's behavior was a little abnormal. He was so obsessed with the antique short knife before, but suddenly changed his mind.

Not only Lin Xiaoyu and Xiao Hai, but even the two behind Song Duan were shocked and puzzled.

"Patriarch, our trip is for that dagger, what do you do?"

"That dagger can't be passed on, Patriarch, think twice!"

Song Duan waved his hand, and his eyes fell on Lin Xiaoyu: "Now someone is more suitable than us to keep that knife!"

Lin Xiaoyu: "."

This sentence is 100% implying him, if not, then he will go to that doorknob and rip it off and eat it.

After Song Duan and the others left, Xiao Hai came back to his senses: "What did that old guy mean just now?"

Fengquan said in a deep voice: "No accident, they should have directly withdrawn from the auction!"

Xiao Hai looked resentful: "Hmph, it's time to quit long ago! No, he wants to make people think that we forced them to quit by quitting at this time."

"There is such a thing!"

"Damn old guy, I knew he had no good intentions!"

Xiao Hai got angry and cursed Song Duan for his scheming, and completely forgot what happened just now, Lin Xiaoyu was able to breathe heavily, if he was still being chased by Xiao Hai to ask what happened just now, he didn't know how to explain it.

The auction resumed, and Song Duan and the others did not leave, probably because they did not want to be misunderstood, which made Xiao Hai heave a sigh of relief. Of course, he was not worried about getting himself into trouble, he just didn't want to hear the voices of those people talking.

Although Song Duan and the others did not directly withdraw from the auction, they did not participate in the next auction either. The antique dagger naturally fell into Xiao Hai's pocket.

"Not bad!" Xiao Hai was very satisfied with this, and the previous anger was instantly wiped away.

The staff of the auction put the antique dagger in an exquisite box and handed it to Xiao Hai: "Mr. Xiao, congratulations on your favorite collection!"

Xiao Hai waved his hand: "Oh, I like to keep a low profile, so keep quiet!"

The staff nodded again and again: "Yes, yes."

Xiao Hai changed hands and handed the box to Lin Xiaoyu: "Take it, I'll give it to you!"

Lin Xiaoyu hugged the box and looked at Fengquan, Fengquan also nodded slightly at him: "It was agreed before, this knife is yours now!"

The staff stepped aside quietly, looking at Lin Xiaoyu with eyes full of envy. If he had such good elders, and the gifts he received casually were hundreds of thousands of antiques, then he would still use them in this auction As a staff member?Of course not!
Lin Xiaoyu was also polite, opened the box directly, and took out the knife.

Since this knife already belongs to him, he can use it however he wants!

When the knife was first exhibited before, he felt that this knife is not a dead thing, and there is still a little bit of active atmosphere on it.

There is a saying in the Dragon King Order: All things have spirits, and life and death are all due to the spiritual power of things.

The knife still had power left, but it wasn't a good power. What Lin Xiaoyu saw was a faint red, which was bloody.

As the host introduced before, this antique short knife was probably used by its owner to assassinate many people hundreds of years ago, so until now, this knife still has that bloody smell on it.

(End of this chapter)