"What are you looking at? You don't want to steal money, do you?"

Chen Lin put the spirit stone in his pocket and held it in his hand, looking at the other person warily.

Zhang Mazi squinted and sneered, "You think I'm a poor guy like you, and this little spiritual stone is worth it for me?"

Chen Lin also knew that it was impossible for the other party to be interested in the money, but it was just to lighten the atmosphere.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

Zhang Mazi touched his non-existent beard and said: "I have a cousin who has been widowed for many years. Although she is older, uglier, fatter, and has a bad temper, she still practices Qi.

He has a fourth level of cultivation, and also has a younger brother who is in the late stage of Qi training. If Fellow Daoist Chen is interested, I can recommend him to you."

…

Chen Lin's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Resisting the urge to punch the other person's pockmarked face, he refused in a cold voice: "Thank you very much, shopkeeper, for your kindness. I really can't compare to your young lady from the Zhang family."

He can sacrifice himself to improve his cultivation, but he cannot sacrifice to this extent.

I thought that the other party would be unhappy if I said this, but Zhang Mazi thought about it for a moment and showed a look of deep approval.

He squinted and sneered and nodded, "Young Daoyou Chen is indeed self-aware. You are right. I took it for granted. With your conditions, my cousin will definitely not like you. If I really introduce you, I will probably be beaten."

If you scold me, then just pretend that I didn’t say anything about it.”

Chen Lin opened his mouth.

I was speechless.

I secretly scolded the other party for looking down on others. He didn't even have the mood to buy materials here, so he turned around and left.

After leaving the door, my chest was still heaving with anger.
Chapter completed!