The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

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Apparently Luo Yinhuang also misunderstood the meaning of "satisfying the king" in Ning Xi's mouth.

He said with a dark face, "I don't want to be your male pet."

Hearing his words, Ning Xi's brisk and melodious laughter poured out from his lips, and he looked the little boy up and down, "You have no interest in being the king of the boy with your small body."

Luo Yinhuang's face darkened even more, this dude challenged his patience every time.

"If I can have freedom and not be a male favorite, I am willing to go back with you."

As a little prince whose country was destroyed and turned into a slave, the desire for freedom is of course the first priority.

Sure enough, because of this, Ning Xi didn't suspect anything, and nodded with a smile: "No problem, then let's go with this king now."

Immediately, he stretched out his hands and hugged the boy directly, "From now on, you are my king's man."

Luo Yinhuang's body became even stiffer. As an adult, even if he became a child temporarily, it was the first time that he was held in the arms of a teenager.

"I'll go by myself!"

Ning Xi could feel the struggle and stiffness of the little boy in his arms, and patted his back with a smile, "Don't be nervous, this king won't eat you, you have to get used to being this king's person."

Ning Xi decided to bring up this eye-catching boy by his side, so of course hugging and pinching his face would happen often, who made him look so good-looking.

Luo Yinhuang took a deep breath, thinking of his purpose and the fact that he had created now, his body gradually softened.

"That's how to be good!" Ning Xi smiled and touched the little boy's head, seeing that the other's tensed little face turned darker, the laughter poured out again.

Ning Xi walked out of the cage with Luo Yinhuang in his arms, looked lazily at the slave owner and asked, "My king bought it."

"Congratulations, little prince, the selling price of this little prince is one thousand taels of silver." The slave owner found that many of the words he planned to sell the little boy were useless, but he was happy that things went so smoothly.

Ning Xi frowned, "One thousand taels?"

The slave owner's heart tightened. Seeing that the little prince who was smiling at first seemed unhappy, did he think the price was too expensive?

"My lord, although buying a slave for 1,000 taels is indeed a little expensive, but he is the prince of Yu Kingdom after all, and it took us a lot of effort to bring him over from the border and sell him."

The slave owner wanted to continue talking but was interrupted by Ning Xi, "It's not that it's expensive, it's that it's too cheap."

"How can my king's people be worth only one thousand taels?" Ning Xi raised his eyebrows, "It's only worth ten thousand taels."

The slave owner was startled, and cautiously asked tentatively, "Then ten thousand taels?"

"Okay, 10,000 taels." Ning Xi nodded with a rich look, and she really felt that the person she liked should be worth more.

The smile on the slave owner's face became much brighter. It's good to meet a dandy who doesn't play cards according to reason!

"Haha, indeed, only a slave of 10,000 taels is worthy of the status of a young prince."

"A person as noble as the little prince..."

The slave owner immediately continued to spit out words of praise for Ning Xi against his conscience.

Then he smiled and asked, "Does the little prince trade with bank notes?"

Ning Xi said indifferently: "Both banknotes and silver are fine."

Qiu and Ning Yi and Ning Er behind her are already speechless. Not only have their master's hobbies and tastes changed, but even his level of prodigal has increased so much, what should be done!

Qiu Qiu took a step forward, just about to pay for her wayward master with a banknote, but Ning Xi stopped her with a look.

"This king never carries any money with him, you go and write a certificate, this king stamps it and you take it to Prince Ning's mansion." Ning Xi looked at the slave owner and said as a matter of course.

The slave owner didn't think much about it. It's normal for such a noble status as the little prince to go out without money.

So she nodded with a smile and went to find a paper and pen to write a certificate, and Ning Xi really took out her own seal and stamped it.

Seeing the slave owner carefully put away the voucher, Ning Xi's lips raised an arc, and there was no pressure to dig Ning Wang's mansion.