Sun Chuanfu's disciple was displeased, his gaze fixed on Chen Fan.
He wished he could kill Chen Fan!
However, Chen Fan paid them little mind.
Sun Chuanfu then coldly added, "Fifty thousand yuan is already a lot!"
"I advise you to sell it to me!"
"This is for the best for both of us!"
"What do you say!"
He now appeared to be absolutely determined.
Chen Fan didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. "Not saying anything!"
"You..."
Sun Chuanfu was put in an awkward position.
He was somewhat displeased in his heart.
His old face twisted.
"Kid, you really don't know what's good for you!"
His disciple cursed at this moment, "You still don't know! My master is a strong practitioner in the martial arts world!"
"He's talking to you now only to give you an opportunity!"
"Don't waste the chance you're given!"
Sun Chuanfu shrugged proudly.
Chen Fan's expression was blank as he said word for word, "Sorry, I'm not interested!"
"And I won't sell!"
He was too lazy to waste any more time with these two.
He prepared to leave.
Sun Chuanfu's disciple suddenly rushed out at this moment.
He blocked Chen Fan's path, saying domineeringly, "Let me tell you, there is nothing my master cannot obtain. Stop the nonsense and hand it over quickly!"
"You have no choice!"
"Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite!"
In this world, there are always people who are arrogant, thinking they are so great.
Chen Fan's expression remained blank as he uttered a single word, "Scram..."
His attitude was already very good!
Scram?
You dare tell us to scram?
Are you tired of living?
The disciple took a step forward and punched towards Chen Fan.
His speed was decent, but in Chen Fan's eyes, it was like an old granny lifting her arm!
Painfully slow!
Chen Fan casually raised his hand, grabbed the disciple's arm, and with a slight twist, sent him crashing down.
With a thud, he landed on the ground.
The young man was stunned on the spot, not expecting Chen Fan to knock him down with a subtle flick of his wrist.
"This..."
Damn it...
"You bastard, you dare knock me down? Master, avenge me!"
"Kill him!"
Sun Chuanfu said with a sinister expression, "Right now, no one has the right to point fingers at me, especially to lay hands on me!"
"Do you understand?"
"Let me tell you, I am a martial arts master, at the peak of external cultivation!"
"In this era, I am comparable to a divine being!"
The fellow rambled on and on.
Chen Fan was almost nauseated by his words, then he said, "What? Are you very strong?"
Sun Chuanfu was provoked. "Fine, today I'll let you see my abilities!"
"You brat!"
He charged at Chen Fan and threw a punch, but this punch stopped before it reached Chen Fan, unable to move even a fraction.
Seeing this, he trembled in his heart.
"This..."
"How can this be?"
"Why is my fist stuck?"
Chen Fan deliberately said, "Aren't you a strong practitioner? You should be asking yourself that!"
"I..."
Sun Chuanfu was now terrified, his expression gradually turning grim.
After a moment of stalemate, Chen Fan grew bored and with a gentle swing of his arm, Sun Chuanfu flew backward.
He landed in a heap.
His body felt like it was falling apart!
Sun Chuanfu never expected that his boasting would be directed at a super expert.
His heart was almost pounding out of his chest, and his body trembled uncontrollably.