65: C65 Identity Is Not Simple

C65 Identity Is Not Simple

Nalan Xiong liked Young Lord's way of introducing himself to others. It wasn't because he didn't want to, but because the other person's identity was unworthy of him taking the initiative.

But for some reason, this talisman drawing brat in front of him gave him the feeling of looking up to a mountain.

He was clearly only around the age of twenty-four or twenty-five, yet this gave him such an inexplicable feeling.

Therefore, Nalan Xiong wanted to reveal his identity, lowering his stature and making friends with Lin Fann.

Who would have thought that the other party would not appreciate his kindness?

"Uncle, do you think this deal is not worth it?"

After drawing the Talisman and putting it back, Lin Fann looked at the stunned Nalan Xiong with a smile: "Or do you think it's more worthwhile to owe me a favor?"

"Young man, what do you mean by that?" Nalan Xiong frowned and said.

"Old Uncle, don't be so serious, I gave you a powerful Talisman."

Lin Fann shrugged and raised a finger: "A hundred thousand dollars Talisman, if this isn't a favor, then what is it?"

"Alright, just based on your words, I'll chase him away for you later."

Returning to his booth, Nalan Xiong touched the Talisman in his arms: "Could it be that this Talisman is really effective?"

Just a moment ago, Lin Fann's image suddenly became extremely tall in Nalan Xiong's eyes. It was not the result of his noble character, but the aura he exuded in that instant.

"Great Sale of Soul Symbols, one hundred thousand for one. Only one hundred thousand for one."

Lin Fann's shout immediately attracted a lot of attention from the crowd.

"A hundred thousand yuan per talisman. Is this kid crazy about money?"

"Isn't this a scam? A hundred thousand dollars is enough to buy several thousand Talisman-Dollars."

"He's probably doing this live broadcast to make himself famous."

The discussions continued, and everyone was pointing at Lin Fann.

"All of you get out of the way, I'll cripple this swindler today."

Suddenly, a roar sounded, and the middle-aged man who had just crawled up from the lake came back.

"Yo, isn't this Brother Sweetheart from before?"

Seeing the middle-aged man who brought his men over, Lin Fann clicked his tongue and said: "What? You're back so quickly after acting tough? "

"Brat, you're courting death, cripple him."

Seeing that Lin Fann was still so calm, the middle-aged man walked over with the iron rod in his hand: "Today I'll let you know what it means... "Hey, what are you guys doing? Let me go."

Before he could move, he was caught by someone. A few tall and strong bodyguards walked over, directly suppressing the group of people in front of them.

"Teach him a lesson and throw him into the lake." Nalan Xiong waved his hand and ordered.

Soon, a series of screams rang out. The arrogant middle-aged man had once again come into close contact with the lake water.

"Young man, are you satisfied now?" His gaze returned to Lin Fann, Nalan Xiong laughed: "I helped you teach them a lesson, and you want to settle the balance of the one hundred thousand Talisman that you gave me?"

"Mm, it's settled now."

Looking at those bodyguards with steady steps, Lin Fann joked, "Uncle, your identity isn't that simple."1

"I didn't expect you to find out that I've been hiding this much. Actually, I'm …"

After finally attracting Lin Fann's attention, Nalan Xiong was ready to introduce himself in a domineering manner.

However, when he saw the man and woman walking this way, he immediately rolled up his stall. "Young man, if anyone asks about me later, just say that you've never seen me before, please."

Seeing that the old man looked like he was escaping, Lin Fann was confused.

"Excuse me, do you really need a hundred thousand for each Talisman?"

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