747: Good Fortune Follows Chuxi

Good Fortune Follows Chuxi

Now Duan Feiyu knew why Ling Chuxi had rejected his own token. It was not that she did not know good from bad, it was that she did not find it worthy! Duan Feiyu's face turned red from embarrassment.2

"Miss Ling, I will make the arrangements for all of you to go to the sect at once." Jin Buhuan could tell that Ling Chuxi was hiding the truth, but did not ask anything more and stood up. 

"We'll have to trouble Shopkeeper Jin then," Ling Chuxi and Su Yizhi both said at the same time.

Su Yizhi passed over some gold notes and Ling Chuxi glanced at the money. Two million and seven hundred thousand taels! There were twenty-seven people in their group, so did that mean that entry for one person was a hundred thousand taels? It was practically daylight robbery!

Ling Chuxi pursed her lips. Wasn't it a little too much? Ah, only the Feng Yan Union was capable of earning money in such a way. Ling Chuxi became even more curious about the president of Feng Yan Union. He was surely an incredible character.

"Elder Su, there is no need for this. Miss Ling and I are friends, so a single journey for all of you will be free of charge this time," Jin Buhuan cracked a wide smile and said generously. 

Su Yizhi and the rest were stunned. Free? This was something that had never happened before! What kind of acquaintances were Chuxi and Jin Buhuan actually? He had done her such a huge favor!

"Shopkeeper Jin, we can't not pay," Ling Chuxi said, feeling embarrassed. It was two million and seven hundred thousand taels, so no matter how big of a business Feng Yan Union ran, there was no need for such a huge favor, right? Furthermore, Jin Buhuan and her weren't even close friends for him to do this.

"Hahaha, just think of it as an apology for last time. If Miss Ling continues to reject this, then it will be my reputation on the line," Jin Buhuan said magnanimously, pushing back the gold notes. 

The two people exchanged a couple of formalities, but seeing that Jin Buhuan was determined, Ling Chuxi felt it wasn't right to keep insisting and could only let Su Yizhi put away the gold notes.

Under Jin Buhuan's lead, the group of people walked to the back of the chamber of commerce. 

Duan Feiyu was still speechless. Although the Feng Yan Union favored his Celestial Sect and were always polite and respectful with them, they had never given them free admission before! There were only five of them, and five hundred thousand was still a decent sum, so why had only Ling Chuxi received such special treatment?

Was that token really so valuable? No, it couldn't be. Although the Flowing Clouds Sect was one of the five great sects, in terms of fame, they were still not comparable to the Celestial Sect. With the Feng Yan Union's rules, even the Flowing Clouds Sect's Master wasn't guaranteed such good treatment, so what was the deal with this sect master's disciple's token?

Duan Feiyu could clearly see that Jin Buhuan was being respectful, and even flattering. What exactly was going on? Duan Feiyu simply could not understand it, and he stood there holding that token, dazed.

"Hey, why are you still holding up that stupid token? If you really cannot let go of it, then just go and set up a stall—you should be able to sell it for some money." Seeing Duan Feiyu's stunned look, Su Xiu'er scoffed at him mockingly. Su Xiu'er and the rest were feeling much better now, and their confidence had returned. Following Chuxi was indeed a good idea!

"Hmph!" Duan Feiyu realized that he was still holding the token, and was so embarrassed he felt like throwing it into the ground and stepping on it. No matter what though, it was a token that represented the Celestial Sect, so that would be too disrespectful. After a moment of hesitation, he awkwardly put it away.

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