Chapter 168 Sister-in-law Buys Brother-in-law

Chapter 168: Sister-in-Law Buys Brother-in-Law

Tuta's wooden platform had three signs stuck into it, labeled simply 'one,' 'two,' and 'three.' Old Wang stood in the center, with two Ma'ao wildmen flanking him on either side. The signs also displayed simple selling prices.

Tuta shouted from below, "Freshly caught slaves for sale! Elite human martial artist, a genius in professions, proficient in runes and magic potions, skilled in witchcraft and martial arts! Selling himself to pay off debts! Only five thousand euros, only five thousand euros!"

Old Wang was cleaned up, looking neat and tidy, dressed in a proper outfit that highlighted his refined demeanor. Clearly not someone suited for manual labor, he stood out among the crowd here to buy slaves for hard work.

Old Wang’s clean-cut appearance made the two average-sized Ma'ao men beside him look tall and imposing by comparison.

As the saying goes, "selling dog meat under the sign of mutton," Old Wang was the mutton head.

Many people were drawn by the outrageous price, curious about a slave being sold for five thousand euros. Everyone wanted to see what the fuss was about—a martial artist and a witch selling himself to pay off debts, and one who is proficient in runes and magic potions, was something unheard of.

"Have him brew a potion or draw a rune!" someone shouted.

"I am a potion master!" Old Wang responded cooperatively. "Unfortunately, there are no suitable tools and ingredients here. If you can find a potion workshop, I'll brew one for you to see."

The person was left speechless.

"How could a potion master be short of a few thousand euros?" someone asked amidst the crowd.

Tuta nervously clutched the long pole in his hand as Old Wang replied, "Do you think potion masters grow on trees? They are built on money! Haven't you heard that potion-making can ruin a lifetime, and runes can destroy generations?"

The crowd threw one challenging question after another, but Tuta couldn’t answer any of them. Yet, Old Wang answered smoothly, convincing many and even evoking some sympathy. However, when they thought about the price, their enthusiasm cooled down.

Tuta watched with a delighted expression. This human kid was truly impressive, making him almost reluctant to sell him.

Business thrives on popularity. Regardless of whether Wang Feng’s physique mattered or if others believed he was worth five thousand euros, the crowd was attracted, making the business easier. After all, the Ma'ao men beside him were priced reasonably.

The red flower needs green leaves to stand out. With both popularity and contrast, Tuta managed to sell two Ma'ao men and a few beasts in no time. This kid’s eloquence was remarkable.

Tuta grinned widely, and when he brought two more Ma'ao men onto the platform, he casually handed Old Wang a piece of dry bread. Meanwhile, Old Wang’s price increased...

"Human blacksmith, rune master, potion master—triple-profession prodigy, the best slave in the market, selling himself to pay off debts, now only eight thousand euros, only eight thousand euros! Don’t miss out, Ice Spirit City’s only one..."

Tuta enthusiastically boasted, hoping to gather another round of attention. He figured he might as well exaggerate since he had already made a profit. Even if he couldn’t sell Old Wang, having him work would still be beneficial.

"Tuta, have you gone mad for money?"

"Yeah, eight thousand, enough for me to go to the bar and find girls countless times!"

The crowd laughed. This price seemed unreasonable, but then a clear voice rang out.

"Eight thousand, I’ll take him."

The crowd parted, and a girl with two blue pigtails walked through, accompanied by two armored female warriors. Seeing her, everyone instinctively gave her space.

"Princess Xuecai..."

Many recognized her. Someone warned, "Princess Xuecai, don’t get tricked. This human slave..."

Xuecai glared at the speaker, then turned back, her eyes shining as she looked at Old Wang on the platform. She shouted directly at the stunned Tuta, "Hey, whoever you are, come get the money!"

Tuta’s eyes widened in disbelief. Could this free addition from Big U really fetch eight thousand euros?

Hearing others call her princess, Old Wang was overjoyed. This was the capital of the Ice Spirit Kingdom, where the Ice Spirit Holy Sanctuary stood. If the princess bought him, he would have a chance to regain his freedom.

Damn it, once I’m free, I’ll teach Tuta a lesson.

"Your Highness, I am a talented warrior with a tragic fate, proficient in all professions. You will definitely get your money’s worth, and with your royal blessing, I can bring you great returns!" Old Wang said enthusiastically and confidently.

At such a moment, begging or complaining is foolish. One must think from the other’s perspective to achieve one’s goal. This was Old Wang’s experience.

The blue-haired princess, with a mischievous smile, said, "Remember your words. Give him the money, and take him away!"

The slave trader immediately bowed and received the money bag without counting, feeling honored. God, you’ve finally opened your eyes.

Wang Feng was elated. No matter where he went, he always shone brightly, even in the slave market. Any predicament could be reversed with his wisdom.

Who else could do it!

"Take this idiot away!" Seeing the guy smiling foolishly, gazing at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, Xuecai felt she had been tricked.

...

In a palace chamber, a large white feather bed sat in the center, with sky-blue curtains hanging from the ceiling, encircling the bed. The small silver stars on the curtains spun continuously, creating a beautiful scene.

The room was filled with fragrance, and there were dressing tables and sofas, clearly indicating it was a girl’s bedroom, specifically the blue-haired princess’s.

Old Wang was tied to a chair upon entering, while the princess sat nearby with her legs crossed, watching him with interest. The two maidservants beside her were visibly nervous, likely due to the princess’s frequent unconventional behavior.

To be honest, on the way here, Old Wang had imagined various scenarios.

Perhaps the princess was kind-hearted and saved him out of pity, but seeing her mischievous eyes, that didn’t seem likely.

Or maybe the princess was naive and easily swayed by flattery. That would be ideal, and with his silver tongue, he could easily convince her to release him.

"The reason I bought you is to give you a task. Complete it, and you’ll regain your freedom; fail, and..." Xuecai made a throat-slitting gesture.

"Your Highness, let’s talk this out. There’s no need to tie me up. I’m willing to serve you!" Wang Feng responded agreeably.

"The task is simple: become my brother-in-law!" Xuecai said seriously.

Even with his extensive experience and knowledge, Old Wang had never heard of such a request. Brother-in-law?

Could he really be that handsome?