Uncle Yuwen grinned and said, "Haha, masters and slaves are different. They must judge from superior to superior."

The guards looked gloomy, their faces ugly, and they were holding back the anger in their hearts.

"What's the matter?" Lin Feng asked calmly.

"How about selling the ice fish to me?" the young man said.

"Not for sale".

Uncle Yuwen flatly refused.

"I can offer you a high price!" the young master said.

"Things that have a price but no market, we won't sell them for any money, and we'll leave."

Uncle Yuwen said.

Lin Feng carried the fishing net and left with Uncle Yuwen.

But they were surrounded by a group of people.

"What? You still want to buy and sell by force?" Lin Feng sneered.

"I am Beimingxuan from Beiming Mountain in Kyushu. You two are pretty good at cultivation. You are not from Tianwu Continent, right? You are also from Kyushu? Then you must have heard of my reputation, right?"
Chapter completed!