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The poorest rich man novel (Chen Hao) novel Chapter 513

“Young man, are you… sure?” The old man looked at Chen Hao in disbelief with his bulging eyes.

Chen Hao smiled and nodded. He asked for the old man’s account number and credited five million into the latter’s account with a brief phone call of no more than 5 minutes.

“T-T-Thank you, young man!” The old man smiled happily.

He never dreamt that he could sell his metal tablet at a high price of five million.

On the other hand, Chen Hao bought the metal tablet at such a high price because he could sense an unusual spiritual energy surrounding it. The energy was almost the same as the one emitted from the Sun Totem that he first saw about six months ago. So, Chen Hao was certain that the item was magical.

“My dear friend, I’m wondering if you could be so kind as to allow me to have a look at that metal tablet of yours.” At the same time, a group of people walked toward Chen Hao from his back. The group consisted of several well-dressed foreigners and people from China. An elderly man in a Chinese attire from the group smiled at Chen Hao and asked the latter to show him the metal tablet.

The old man—who sold the metal tablet to Chen Hao—was worried of getting robbed after obtaining so much money, thus he dared not stay any longer and left in haste.

“Sure, of course!” Chen Hao did not reject his request. He passed the metal tablet to the elderly man. When the elderly man in the Chinese attire touched the metal tablet, his expression changed abruptly.

“Mr. Shen, what did you see?” the leading foreigner asked.

“This metal tablet is extraordinary. There’s an immense spiritual energy lingering on it. It’s magical!” Mr. Shen was stunned by the aura and his hands were still trembling from excitement.

The foreigner was very pleased to hear that. He turned toward Chen Hao and asked, “How much did you pay for it? I’m willing to pay you 50 times more than the price you paid for the metal tablet!”

Chen Hao gazed at Mr. Shen. It’s unbelievable that this old man can sense the spiritual energy on the metal tablet and know it’s magical! But, Chen Hao would not be bothered about the amount of money offered by the foreigner, whether it was 50 times or 5,000 times.

“Thanks! But, I do not wish to resell it!” Chen Hao took the metal tablet from Mr. Shen.

The foreigner frowned and looked at a well-dressed young man beside him, who seemed to be about twenty-six years old. He shook his head and smiled. “Excuse me, Mister. I’m Lu Zhongxuan. I’m the organizer of this event and also the Young Master of the Lu Family. My advice to you is to sell the metal tablet, take the money and you don’t have to worry about expenses anymore for the rest of your life!” Lu Zhongxuan suggested with a faint smile on his face.

“Thanks again, but I’m not selling it!” Chen Hao kept the metal tablet, nodded at Lu Zhongxuan, and got ready to leave.

“Eh?” A white-haired elderly man who stood behind Lu Zhongxuan suddenly stepped forward and blocked Chen Hao’s way. The man had a pair of small and stone-cold eyes. He narrowed his eyes, which looked like the eyes of cobra. Chen Hao studied him and noticed the elderly man was surrounded by an unusual aura—he had Inner Energy! It seemed that the Lu Family had some incredible background which enabled them to survive in Long Jiang Province for so many years.

“Young Master Lu, what’s the meaning of this?” Chen Hao turned to look at Lu Zhongxuan, while the latter simply looked away.

Smack!

Suddenly, the elderly man grabbed Chen Hao’s wrist with his hand, all the while exerting his Inner Energy.

“We’re offering 50 times the price you paid. Shouldn’t you be content with our offer?” the man asked emotionlessly. As soon as he finished his sentence, an invisible energy flowed into Chen Hao’s body.

Such a weak Qi!

Chen Hao thought to himself in disdain.

He then waved his hand lightly, directly incapacitating the elderly man’s Inner Energy.

Unable to balance himself due to the sudden disruption of Inner Energy flow, the elderly man staggered a few steps backward; he goggled at Chen Hao in total shock.

“I said I don’t want to sell it! Why won’t you leave me alone?” Chen Hao left quickly after he finished his sentence.

“Mr. Shen, are you sure that thing is a magical item? It definitely doesn’t look like one to me!” The foreigner frowned.

Mr. Shen took out a compass. “According to the compass, the thing that leads us here is the metal tablet. Now, the pointer of the compass is still pointing in the direction of the metal tablet. This shows that I was right about the metal tablet!”

“If Mr. Shen is right, then, by hook or by crook, we need to get our hands on the metal tablet!” Lu Zhongxuan announced with his hands behind his back.

Then, he noticed the surprised elderly man beside him. “Uncle Kang, what’s wrong?”

“Why?” Meng Kang murmured while staring at his own hands, completely dazed.

“What do you mean, why?”

“Just now, I used Inner Energy to grasp his wrist tightly. But, why was my Inner Energy dissipated so suddenly?” Meng Kang kept thinking about the strange sensation he experienced just now, totally puzzled by it.

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