h4Chapter 1216: Chapter 1216: Compensate for My Purple Sand Pot/h4

    Wang Chao was furious and grabbed Qin Yu’s arm, "Who said you could leave? No one is leaving until this matter is resolved!"

    "Right! Can’t leave!" Smith also let out a roar, stepping forward and grabbing Qin Yu’s arm!

    If Qin Yu wanted to leave, Wang Chao definitely couldn’t have stopped him, but Qin Yu didn’t want to leave so easily. How many treasures had these foreign devils taken from Dragon Country during the Qing Dynasty?

    Today, they must bleed!

    Feeling Smith also reaching for him, Qin Yu pretended to stumble, and with a smack, the wooden box dropped to the ground!

    "My Purple Sand Pot!"

    "My box!"

    Qin Yu and Smith cried out in shock at the same time!

    Mo Yuqi was puzzled. Qin Yu was a Quasi-Celestial Realm master; how could two ordinary people hold onto him?

    What Mo Yuqi found even more iprehensible was why Qin Yu would allow the Nourishing Heart Wood box to fall to the ground?

    Qin Yu wasn’t nervous at all. The Nourishing Heart Wood was from the core of the tree where the Phoenix Nirvana had taken ce, incredibly sturdy; even gunfire couldn’t leave a mark on it!

    How could it be damaged from a fall?

    In fact, Qin Yu had intentionally dropped the Nourishing Heart Wood box on the ground. As the box fell, Qin Yu applied a True Yuan force to it, shattering the Purple Sand Pot inside!

    Of course, Qin Yu had measured his strength just right, only shattering the body of the Purple Sand Pot, without damaging its base.

    Qin Yu and Smith both let out a cry of surprise and lunged toward the box on the ground!

    Seeing this, Wang Chao’s eyes lit up; he had found another way to ingratiate himself with Smith!

    Wang Chao clung to Qin Yu’s arm and shouted, "Mr. Smith, I’ve got him! Quickly pick up your box."

    Although Smith couldn’t understand what Wang Chao was shouting, he still gave Wang Chao a grateful look and grabbed the wooden box, continuously wiping the dust off it.

    Phew, good, the box isn’t broken!

    If Qin Yu didn’t want to be held by Wang Chao, not even ten Wang Chaos could have restrained him. Qin Yu’s intention was to make sure Smith was the first to touch the box, setting the stage for a scheme.

    Seeing that the box appeared unharmed, Smith opened it, intending to return Qin Yu’s Purple Sand Pot.

    However, upon opening the box, Smith’s eyes widened, staring dumbfounded inside without uttering a word!

    What the hell, isn’t this exaggeration a bit too much? The whole body of the Purple Sand Pot was smashed into crumbs, only the base remained intact!

    Seeing this, a cold smile appeared at the corner of Qin Yu’s mouth. Old foreigner, I’m going to scam you to death today!

    Qin Yu let out a wail like a butchered pig, "Oh my god! The damned old foreigner has shattered my precious Purple Sand Pot! This is a creation of Shi Dabin, the great master pot maker of the Ming Dynasty!"

    "Bullshit! That Purple Sand Pot of yours is clearly a fake bought from a street stall! Don’t think you can swindle me!" the trantor quickly shouted.

    Like a madman, with a sudden exertion of force, Qin Yu shook off Wang Chao with a jolt of his arm, then lunged furiously at Smith, "Old foreigner, you broke my Purple Sand Pot! Pay me!"

    "Let go of me!" Smith let out a loud shout at Qin Yu!

    "Old foreigner, you’re not going anywhere today until you pay for my Purple Sand Pot!"

    "What’s he saying?" Smith, unable to understand Qin Yu’s words, quickly turned to his trantor.

    "Mr. Smith, he’s demandingpensation for his Purple Sand Pot. He ims it’s an antique, a work of Shi Dabin, the great Ming Dynasty pot making master!"

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