Chapter: 1198
�This horse right here costs at least ten gold coins.�
�Ugh! Looking at it in the long run, it only has a lifespan of only about 15 years. 10 gold coins is too much. Make it seven.�
�Where did you get the number 15? This horse could live about 20 years.�
�A lot of white hair has grown on its forehead��
The horse market was a fierce battlefield.
Sellers would try to get even a penny more, while customers used all their knowledge to cut the costs by even a little bit.
When Pyo-wol, who looked like a newbie, entered such a place, many merchants approached.
�It looks like it�s your first time coming here today, what do you think about this horse? It�s a mixture of the blood of Daewangu, a famous horse in the West region��
�If you pay me ten pieces of gold, I will give you my shop�s best horse.�
�Uh-huh! Come here. If you see a horse that catches your eyes, I�ll sell it very cheaply.�
Some said they would give their liver and gallbladder, while others secretly threatened.
About a dozen merchants made all sorts of flattering rumors and threats over Pyo-wol, but there was literally no pandemonium.
This is the method they used to distract first-timers in order to sell horses at high prices. In fact, none of the words they were saying were true.
Pyo-wol�s response to them was simple.
�Where is the Sang Hang-yeok?�
�Pardon?�
�Are you talking about� the young master?�
Blood drained from the faces of the merchants who surrounded Pyo-wol.
Sang Hang-yeok is the owner of the Gunma clan. And the Gunma clan had a tremendous influence on the horse market here.
The repercussions of cheating on a customer at the Gunma clan were so great that the merchants were speechless for a moment. If any of the merchants made a mistake, they could be kicked out of the horse�market.
�Heuk!�
�O, On second thought, I don�t think I have any horses to sell to you.�
The merchants moved away from Pyo-wol like the ebb tide.
Thanks to this, Pyo-wol was able to get away from the merchants and watch the horses leisurely.
It was then.
�Who is it to pretend to be my acquaintance?�
A high pitched voice of a young man was heard.
The young man approaching vigorously with more than a dozen subordinates was Sang Hang-yeok.
�Who dares�?�
His words suddenly stopped. JrNovels.com
�Ugh! Looking at it in the long run, it only has a lifespan of only about 15 years. 10 gold coins is too much. Make it seven.�
�Where did you get the number 15? This horse could live about 20 years.�
�A lot of white hair has grown on its forehead��
The horse market was a fierce battlefield.
Sellers would try to get even a penny more, while customers used all their knowledge to cut the costs by even a little bit.
When Pyo-wol, who looked like a newbie, entered such a place, many merchants approached.
�It looks like it�s your first time coming here today, what do you think about this horse? It�s a mixture of the blood of Daewangu, a famous horse in the West region��
�If you pay me ten pieces of gold, I will give you my shop�s best horse.�
�Uh-huh! Come here. If you see a horse that catches your eyes, I�ll sell it very cheaply.�
Some said they would give their liver and gallbladder, while others secretly threatened.
About a dozen merchants made all sorts of flattering rumors and threats over Pyo-wol, but there was literally no pandemonium.
This is the method they used to distract first-timers in order to sell horses at high prices. In fact, none of the words they were saying were true.
Pyo-wol�s response to them was simple.
�Where is the Sang Hang-yeok?�
�Pardon?�
�Are you talking about� the young master?�
Blood drained from the faces of the merchants who surrounded Pyo-wol.
Sang Hang-yeok is the owner of the Gunma clan. And the Gunma clan had a tremendous influence on the horse market here.
The repercussions of cheating on a customer at the Gunma clan were so great that the merchants were speechless for a moment. If any of the merchants made a mistake, they could be kicked out of the horse�market.
�Heuk!�
�O, On second thought, I don�t think I have any horses to sell to you.�
The merchants moved away from Pyo-wol like the ebb tide.
Thanks to this, Pyo-wol was able to get away from the merchants and watch the horses leisurely.
It was then.
�Who is it to pretend to be my acquaintance?�
A high pitched voice of a young man was heard.
The young man approaching vigorously with more than a dozen subordinates was Sang Hang-yeok.
�Who dares�?�
His words suddenly stopped. JrNovels.com
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