The incense in the Dragon King's Hall was still lingering, and Xue Ling was carefully regulating her breathing.
Although the entire hall was not small, it was not infinitely vast either.
Just as Xue Ling was considering the relationship between the salary of a grandmaster and the price of these Gold-thread Gloves, Fang Bie's seemingly casual remark made Red Fox instantly hold her breath.
"Are you here to wreck the place?" The voice of this charming woman wearing a Red Fox mask faintly revealed a chill.
"Not at all, not at all." Fang Bie laughed. "Isn't it just that I'm interested?"
"Or is there a problem with your dagger, Sister? Or is there a problem with the Gold-thread Gloves?" Fang Bie paused; his expression could not be seen, but the pitch-black eyes beneath the mask carried a gentle smile.
"Or perhaps, there is a problem with both."
Red Fox put away the dagger. "I am not doing business with you anymore."
Saying this, she also put the Gold-thread Gloves back into a crystal box and stopped paying any attention to Fang Bie.
Fang Bie smiled and pulled Xue Ling away.
Although Xue Ling was a bit confused, by this point, how could she not know that the items Red Fox was selling were problematic?
After walking a few steps, Xue Ling asked in a low voice, "How did you see it? Why couldn't I see it at all?"
Yes, how did he see it? That wrought iron rod had been inspected by Fang Bie, and Red Fox was indeed able to use the Fish-Slaying Dagger to cut the wrought iron piece by piece like a sausage, and the Gold-thread Gloves had indeed blocked the cutting of the Fish-Slaying Dagger.
Everything seemed fine.
Moreover, a dagger that could cut through iron like mud selling for one thousand Silver Ingots was probably not expensive for truly generous Jianghu martial artists. After all, a thousand gold is easy to come by, but a good weapon is hard to find. Xue Ling certainly understood how much benefit a handy weapon had for someone walking the Jianghu.
Thinking of this, Xue Ling remembered Yue Pingshan's Yinghuo Sword. That precious sword inlaid with rubies could also be considered a famous sword of Mount Hua. If it weren't for the fact that she felt bad about the nick on it, and that Fang Bie had no intention of keeping it for himself, it would have had to be left for Yue Pingshan.
Looking at it now, that Yinghuo Sword could at least be sold for one thousand Silver Ingots, right?
As for the Rolex she was still wearing on her wrist, if she could solve the problem of it easily cutting her fingers, then perhaps it could really sell for three thousand Silver Ingots? After all, such a strange, hidden, and sharp Divine Weapon and Sharp Tool could probably only be crafted by skilled artisans from the Western Regions.
Fang Bie chuckled. "It's just a Magic trick. If you walk the Jianghu, how can you get by without a couple of sleight-of-hand tricks?"
Xue Ling nodded, half-understanding.
Yeah, she hadn't seen through it at all.
Fang Bie then pulled Xue Ling a few more steps through the crowd, then extended a finger and shook it in front of Xue Ling. "Let me ask you a question."
Xue Ling nodded. "Ask."
Fang Bie stuck his finger into the nostril of his Monkey Brother mask, picked it, pulled it out, and then asked, "Do you dare to lick it?"
Although there was no sticky snot on his finger, showing that Fang Bie's nostril was actually quite clean, just looking at the action was disgusting, okay?
Xue Ling was covered in black lines. "Are you disgusting or what?"
Fang Bie smiled. "Look, I dare to."
Saying this, Fang Bie licked his finger without hesitation, which made Xue Ling shudder.
"Did you notice?" Fang Bie asked.
"Notice what? Notice that you are a disgusting pervert?" Xue Ling said without hesitation.
"That's not it." Fang Bie smiled. "Did you not notice that I used my middle finger to pick my nose, but it was my index finger that I licked in the end?"
Xue Ling was stunned.
She really hadn't noticed, because her focus had been entirely on the fact that Fang Bie was disgusting. As for which finger was disgusting, why would she care about that?
Besides, she wouldn't actually lick it herself anyway.
"Right." Fang Bie continued. "At that moment, was your focus entirely on the fact that the Fish-Slaying Dagger was very sharp?"
"Have you never thought that the sharpness on both sides of the Fish-Slaying Dagger might not be the same?"
Xue Ling looked at Fang Bie; the Red Fox in the distance could no longer be seen in the crowd. "But why would she do that?"
"That pair of Gold-thread Gloves can indeed block the cutting of ordinary weapons," Fang Bie said. "But when it comes to weapons at the level of cutting iron like mud, or weapons infused with profound Internal Energy, they are powerless. While they are still worth something, it wouldn't be easy to sell them for even one hundred Silver Ingots."
"Don't look down on this one hundred Silver Ingots. One hundred Silver Ingots is already a huge sum. You have to know that for an ordinary Mission, being able to get ten Silver Ingots is considered a stroke of good luck."
Is there only ten Silver Ingots to be earned for killing a person? A human life is really cheap then. But thinking back, if the monthly wage is four hundred copper coins, then if one Human Head is worth ten Silver Ingots, that would be two years of Xue Ling's wages.
Moreover, killing is so fast; it only takes the blink of an eye to kill someone.
Xue Ling instantly understood the value of the Assassin profession. Furthermore, Ning Huaiyuan only offered a reward of fifty Silver Ingots because the Mission was issued by the Mount Hua Sect, and the Mount Hua Sect did not specifically note the danger of this Traitor, as they had also sent the more capable Yue Pingshan to hunt down Ning Huaiyuan.
And it must be mentioned that nearly a month had passed, and the Beehive had not yet issued the reward for the Ning Huaiyuan Mission.
This made Xue Ling instantly feel the face of those evil capitalists who withhold wages.
"Being able to sell cut-resistant gloves that can block ordinary swords for the price of Gold-thread Gloves that can block Divine Weapons and Sharp Tools—that is the value of that Fish-Slaying Dagger," Fang Bie continued. "They say that when you are in the Jianghu, you are not your own master, but you have to try it yourself to know how deep the water in the Jianghu really is."
Xue Ling gently bit her Lips. "Aren't you about the same age as me?"
Yes, this guy was clearly about the same age as her, but why did Xue Ling feel like a real rookie in front of him?
The Jianghu is so treacherous, yet he can walk as if on Flat ground, and not even the back of his shoes would be dampened by the winds and waves of the Jianghu.
"I was born in the Jianghu," Fang Bie said with a smile.
Before his eyes appeared that vast, overflowing flood; this was the first scene he saw when he came to this world.
He had just ended his life in another world due to a sudden cardiac arrest; he died at a university awards ceremony, but when he regained life, he was in another vast ocean.
Then, that woman wearing Emerald Green Clothes saved him, but she was unwilling to take him with her.
"I am not a good person."
He Ping said this to him at that time.
"There is no good end to following me."
Fang Bie still remembers his answer at that time.
"I have nowhere else to go."
"I want to survive."
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