Min Ziqiong's mother was so horrified that she quickly tried to shut her mouth.
But it was too late.
Not to mention her personality, once she started scolding, she wouldn't stop.
Before she could finish one sentence, the next one was already prepared.
Like a car accelerating at full speed, how could you slam on the brakes and stop instantly?
So, a continuous rushing sound erupted, and all the powder on the ground flew into Min Ziqiong's mother's mouth!
The powder particles struck Min Ziqiong's mother's teeth, making a piercing sound.
It seemed as if several of Min Ziqiong's mother's teeth were knocked askew!
"Old woman!"
Min Ziqiong's father was terrified and shouted nervously.
Min Ziqiong's mother's mouth was stuffed with powder, her cheeks bulging like a pufferfish, making muffled sounds.
She wanted to spit out the powder, but couldn't muster any strength.
Min Ziqiong's mother finally understood what it felt like for those who accidentally swallowed light bulbs!
"How is it? Can you prove it's a magic artifact now?"
"If not, I can let it show off again, perhaps by drilling into your intestines and doing a little dance in there."
Ying Chen stood with his hands behind his back, speaking leisurely.
Hearing this, Min Ziqiong's mother's tears began to flow.
Tears streaming down her face, she kept shaking her head at Ying Chen, her face pleading: "Mmm mmm... mmm mmm... mmm..."
But her mouth was so full that no one could understand what she was trying to say.
Seeing this, Ying Chen said in a seemingly understanding manner, "Oh, you want to speak? No problem, I'll help you."
With that, Ying Chen snapped his fingers.
A series of popping sounds ensued, and Min Ziqiong's mother instantly transformed into a Peashooter from "Plants vs. Zombies."
Bottle fragments were shot out from her mouth.
It was like a machine gun.
Such immense and rapid force was beyond what a human mouth could withstand.
In the blink of an eye, Min Ziqiong's mother's mouth was bloody and riddled with holes.
"Alright, now you can speak. What do you want to say?"
Ying Chen asked with apparent concern.
Min Ziqiong's mother wept bitterly, her heart cursing Ying Chen and his ancestors.
Yet, she dared not utter a single defiant word, lest Ying Chen repeat his trick.
Then her mouth would be completely ruined.
From then on, the Min family would become a laughingstock, a family with two mutes!
"I s-said... can... spit!"
Min Ziqiong's mother gritted her teeth through the pain and spoke.
However, the syllables that came out were all distorted.
Ying Chen's expression changed: "Spit? You dare to curse me! It seems you're still not convinced, still unwilling to admit it's a magic artifact!"
"Ivory Ruyi White Gourd!"
Ying Chen declared, making a gesture.
Upon hearing these words, Min Ziqiong's mother's face drained of all color, and her body trembled involuntarily.
"I s-said... spit! Spit! Spit!"
"Oh, you're afraid I can't hear, so you're emphasizing the important things three times, right?" Ying Chen became even more angry.
Min Ziqiong's mother was on the verge of tears.
Seeing the powder on the ground about to fly up again.
Fortunately, Min Ziqiong's father quickly stepped forward to explain: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive... it's all a misunderstanding!"
"My wife meant - can compensate, the character for compensation,pei!"
"Not spit..."
Ying Chen then suppressed his anger and nodded: "I see. I almost misunderstood! I suggest you have your wife practice her Mandarin at home. When Emperor Qin unified the script and measurements, it was to prevent such communication breakdowns and misunderstandings. Two thousand years have passed, and people in the new era shouldn't be worse than their ancestors."
"There's a saying, isn't there? Master Mandarin, and you can travel anywhere without fear! Very true."
Facing Ying Chen's earnest and seemingly profound lecture, Min Ziqiong's mother was furious.
But she was helpless.
She could only kick Min Ziqiong's father and give him a meaningful look.
Signaling that she couldn't speak now and that Min Ziqiong's father should quickly discuss compensation.
She was in a hurry to get to the hospital to treat her mouth!
She didn't want to become a mute like that little white-eyed wolf girl Nannan!
Min Ziqiong's father understood and cleared his throat, saying, "Ying Chen, you know, we've known each other for quite some time, and we have a certain emotional foundation. You and Xiao Qiong are also friends. Even if compensation is necessary, can you give us a discount?"
"Don't answer me right away. Let me tell you a story, and you'll understand."
"A couple of days ago, a friend of mine, on a whim, wanted to donate to a school. He carefully selected a primary school. However, when he arrived at the school gate and asked to see the principal to discuss the donation, the security guard at the entrance refused him entry."
"Even though he repeatedly emphasized that he intended to donate one million yuan, and even showed his ID to prove his identity, it was no use. The guard simply said: How much you donate is your business, what does it have to do with me? In short, you're not allowed in."
"My friend was so angry that he ended up donating the one million yuan to another school. You must think the security guard would have regretted it terribly, right? But the guard still said the same thing: How does your donation concern me?"
"Now that I've said this, do you understand what I mean?"
Min Ziqiong's father said meaningfully.
Ying Chen, however, chuckled.
Min Ziqiong's father's intention was clear: Ying Chen was like the school guard in the story. Let alone donating one million yuan, even if it were one hundred million, the guard wouldn't get a single cent! Therefore, Ying Chen didn't need to be so responsible and could just turn a blind eye like the guard and let the matter go.
After all, Ying Chen was just a subordinate of the villa owner. No matter how much was compensated, the money wouldn't reach Ying Chen.
It would be better to go easy, and Min Ziqiong's father could even give Ying Chen a kickback.
"I understand, no problem!" Ying Chen nodded, appearing very agreeable.
Min Ziqiong's father was overjoyed.
Min Ziqiong's mother's gaze towards Ying Chen was no longer filled with animosity, but a hint of appreciation.
This young man wasn't entirely without merit.
But to their surprise, Ying Chen's next words rendered them both stunned.
"Given that you two are acquaintances, I'll settle for one hundred million!"
"..." Min Ziqiong's parents exchanged glances, then simultaneously turned to Ying Chen in exasperation.
"One hundred million? Didn't you say you understood? Didn't you say it was no problem? So my story was told in vain?"
Min Ziqiong's father questioned.
Ying Chen calmly replied, "I did understand! If I hadn't understood, I would have asked for ten hundred million. After all, as you've seen, this is a super magic artifact with spiritual properties even after being shattered."
"Such magic artifacts are not even for sale, and one might not be willing to sell them even if you knelt before them with money. And now you only need to compensate one hundred million, doesn't that prove I understood? Doesn't it prove I'm giving you a break?"
Min Ziqiong's parents were taken aback. For some reason, they found Ying Chen's words to be quite reasonable!
A ten-hundred-million-yuan magic artifact, and Ying Chen was discounting it to one hundred million. It seemed like he had done them a huge favor.
But... why did something still feel not quite right?
"Alas!" Ying Chen looked at them and suddenly sighed. "Fine, I'm afraid of you. How about this: as long as you're willing to compensate one hundred million, I'll allow you to take these shattered magic artifact fragments with you!"
"Even though they're broken, they still possess spiritual properties. If they fall into the hands of someone who knows their worth, they can surely sell for far more than one hundred million. In that case, you wouldn't be losing money, you'd be making a fortune!"
"Is this enough to show my goodwill?"
Ying Chen's words instantly made Min Ziqiong's parents' eyes light up.
The same expression appeared on both their faces – greed!