(Ahem, those who are cute in the morning need votes)

To everyone's expectations, Viscount Ford, who had just left with his sleeves, has now sneaked back with an awkward but excited smile: "Dear Lin, I think we can talk...uh?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Edward present. Viscount Ford was stunned and swallowed the words behind him, so that his whole fat face turned red.

At this moment, Edward couldn't help but be stunned. For some reason, he suddenly felt that Viscount Ford looked at his eyes as if he was looking at his father's enemy.

In fact, it is not just about killing his father and his enemies. It is simply about killing his father and grandfather and his great-grandfather. Think about it, when a person risked being ridiculed, he threw down his carriage and servant, ran back alone to ask for help, but suddenly he ran into an irrelevant outsider present, this feeling was simply humiliating for the wife.

To be honest, if Viscount Ford had not considered his lack of combat effectiveness, he would have rushed up now and strangled Edward to kill him and killed him. After killing him, he would have destroyed his corpse a hundred times.

"Wait, what's going on?" Edward was creepy. He had just missed the introduction of the new totem. Of course, he didn't understand what this meant, and he just felt a very bad premonition.

What's worse is that Lin Taiping stood up at this time and sighed apologetically: "Sir Viscount, this is not my business. I have been urging Mr. Edward to leave, but he insisted on staying here, and I don't know why."

What else can I do? It's just to see me be fooled! Viscount Ford was so angry that he sweared that if he went back, he would use all his strength to make this damn Edward worse than death.

"Is that true? I don't know." Lin Taiping spread his hands with an innocent face, but suddenly smiled, "But then again, Lord Viscount, you came back suddenly, is it for... By the way, you must be here to buy ordinary totem tattoos, right?"

"That's right!" Viscount Ford subconsciously wanted to shake his head, but when he heard the following sentence, he immediately became energetic, "Yes, that's it. Recently, I plan to destroy the pirates, so I need a rock totem tattoo. There is no problem with the price. Just watch and do it."

Liar! Christine couldn't help but mutter to herself, but Mr. Cohen, who was still playing Xianglin Sao, had already jumped up and rushed up to hold Viscount Ford's hand: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, dear Ford, we are all old acquaintances. I will definitely give you the best price..."

Before he finished speaking, a creaking sound came from the empty door, and everyone turned their heads at the same time—

Also creeping, and sneaking, Earl Simmons leaned in and crawled in, lowered his voice and shouted softly: "Dear Lin, are you still here? I'm sorry, I just left because I had something to do, I don't know if it's convenient for you now...uh?"

The next moment, Earl Simmons was also speechless. He and Viscount Ford stared at each other, as if they had turned into two statues, with strange faces all over their faces and didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, a few seconds later, Lin Taiping immediately smiled and greeted him: "Dear Count Simmons, I think you are here to buy the rock totem, that's right."

"As well?" Earl Simmons was stunned for a moment, looking at Viscount Ford opposite him, and suddenly nodded desperately, "Yes, yes, I just happened to pass by. I remembered that the rock totem here of Lin is very good, so I thought... Wait, Edward, why are you here too?"

Very good and powerful, kill your father's enemy by two!

The unlucky Edward wanted to cry without tears. It was unreasonable, so it would be fine if he offended people, but the problem was that he offended for no reason, and he couldn't even understand why. Is there anything more unlucky in the world than this?

The answer is, there is!

A few seconds later, the door was suddenly pushed open again, and the seventy-year-old Marquis rushed in with sweat: "Dear Lin, my time is very tight, about the totem you mentioned before... Uh? Ford Simmons? And, Edward?"

Without wanting to say anything, Edward waved weakly: "Mr. Marquis, I guess, you must have been here to book a rock totem tattoo, right?"

As it turned out, he guessed nothing wrong. Before the old Marquis could answer awkwardly, the fourth noble came in from outside the door, and then the fifth, sixth, and seventh...

In the following few minutes, the nobles and celebrities who had just left came back one after another, as if they had enough food together and had nothing to do to pass by here to watch the fun.

In the end, the entire banquet hall was filled with people, even more than the people just now, because it included several nobles who rushed over after hearing the sound of the wind, but it was strange and strange. It was obviously a scene of crowds, but the banquet hall was silent. Everyone stood there with a strange face, looking left and right awkwardly.

Fortunately, Lin Taiping finally coughed lightly at this time and said with a smile on his face: "Everyone, I understand, you all happened to pass by, and you plan to buy an ordinary totem, very ordinary, that's right."

It was completely correct. Dozens of nobles and celebrities raised their hands in unison to agree. Viscount Ford even wiped his head full of sweat and rushed to speak: "Dear Lin, let's not waste time anymore. I need that kind of ordinary totem. Now, you need it. Just offer a price."

"Why are you here first?" Earl Simmons has always been incompatible with Viscount Ford. Of course, he has to express his dissatisfaction at this time. "Dear Lin, I have an urgent need. You should let the people of the Taurus serve me first. I am willing to pay a higher fee."

"Damn it, don't you two know how to respect the elderly and love the young?" The old Marquis, who was still strong, immediately protested angrily, but this kind of protest was useless at all. The nobles next to him suddenly clamored, saying that they were the ones they needed the most.

For a moment, the originally strange and quiet banquet hall suddenly became noisy like a vegetable market. Dozens of nobles and celebrities waved their arms and fought red. Someone took out their money directly, saying that money was not a problem. If it could be completed within a few hours, you could also consider increasing the bonus.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Cohen was so happy that he was about to faint. Christine seemed to have seen countless milk powder falling from the sky. As for Edward who was still mocking just now, he just felt that his brain was not enough. It was a hell. What kind of totem is that it could make a group of nobles look like this.

But the problem is that even though he was clearly making a big profit, Lin Taiping showed a very embarrassed expression: "Well, I'm afraid I can only promise one adult today... You know, it takes several days to make this totem tattoo, and it takes a lot of energy and effort. When Tulu and the others helped Mr. Cohen yesterday, they were bleeding all over their mouths."

Puff! It was as if verifying his words, Tulu immediately sprayed blood three liters, and fell to the ground with convulsions. Lea even said with tears in her eyes that in order to study this totem, her beautiful appearance was damaged.

"I'm willing to pay a high price!" Viscount Ford interrupted directly. Even though he knew that this was a big pit, he could only jump down. Who told him to boast about the two female companions half an hour ago that he must show his power tonight, and at least he must be ten times a night.

As a man, he can never keep his promises, but how can he be untrustworthy in this way? It is related to dignity and reputation. So in order to avoid losing faith tonight and to the rest of his life, he has to spend even more money. He just thinks that he bought medicine and took it all. Then again, which kind of medicine can be like this totem, which lasts for a long time without side effects.

As soon as he thought of this, Viscount Ford suddenly realized the slaughter, and immediately waved his hand with great wealth: "Five hundred gold coins, dear Lin, what do you think of five hundred gold coins?"

"Wait, I'll pay 600 gold coins!" Earl Simmons has always been disagreeing with Viscount Ford. Of course, he has to express his dissatisfaction at this time. More importantly, at this moment, he suddenly thought of the last incident, the fox girl was full of contempt, "The faster the better, the successful production will be done within a few hours. I have urgent use tonight."

"Damn it, don't you two know how to respect the elderly and love the young? I'll pay 700 gold coins." The old marquis immediately protested angrily. At his age, money and wealth are all things outside of his body. The most important thing is to regain your strength and let your fingers and cucumbers go to hell.

However, it turns out that it is not only him who wants to regain his strength. For a moment, the banquet hall suddenly became noisy like a vegetable market. Dozens of nobles and celebrities waved their arms, fighting to the point of blushing.

Eight hundred gold coins, nine hundred gold coins, one thousand gold coins... By the time the price rose to one thousand two hundred gold coins, Mr. Cohen next to him had evolved from surprise to shock, and he was only desperately biting his finger to prove that this was not a dream.

Above the gods! A total of 1,200 gold coins can be sold for three thousand gold coins with just one tattoo. Even if the price is not so much in the future, even if it is five hundred, considering that there are dozens of nobles present, and more nobles did not arrive in time.

It was hard to calculate. At this moment, Mr. Cohen suddenly regretted it. He remembered that he was still questioning just now, that he was complaining just now, that he was still there just now... Gods are here, and I swear with my conscience that even if Lin Suansu takes out a piece of grass and says that this thing can be sold for 5,000 gold coins in the future, I will believe it without hesitation.

Fortunately, it was still too late to repent, so a few seconds later, Mr. Cohen immediately looked at Lin Taiping with a smile on his face, and his voice was even more sweet and creepy.
Chapter completed!