Huang Shuai snorted to Zhang Yan: "You sell fakes! I will report it to the Spirit Tattoo Temple Manager and you will be blacklisted and forbidden to step into here forever."
Zhang Yan sneered back: "You are not the one to accredit my spiritual magic figure? How can a rough person like you know its essence?"
"You dare to say I am a rough person? Open your eyes and look! What's this?" Huang Shuai pointed at the badge above his chest and asked.
Zhang Yan cast a glance and saw a purple badge with three stars on it. Purple represented the soul. He curled his upper lip and said: "Just a three-star apprentice. What can be shown off of you? Ridiculous!"
"Just a three-star apprentice?" Huang Shuai was amused and responded with a big laugh, "You have no stars. How dare you to look down on me? I should say you arrogant or stupid?"
"I have seen all the power figures, but never seen one like yours. You dare to say it is the power figure. Is it a swindle?"
Zhang Yan held his power figure and taunted, "The spirit tattoo skills are profound and the spiritual patterns are countless. Even the Elder Tattoo dares not to say that he knows all the power figures. But how dare you, such a three-star apprentice, to say that you have seen all the power figures?"
"It doesn't mean that my spiritual pattern is fake because you haven't seen it. It can only prove that you are ignorant." Zhang Yan looked up at Huang Shuai with a disdainful look.
Huang Shuai was mad at Zhang Yan's words and wanted to start fight with a violent anger. If he was not here in the Spirit Tattoo Temple where fights were strictly forbidden, he had already begun to give a lesson to this arrogant little guy. But he did not know that he was not Zhang Yan's opponent.
Huang Shuai shouted; "You dare to say that I am ignorant?! I think you are arrogant! If you think I am not qualified to accredit, let's go inside to ask the elder and if your figure is fake, you have to kneel to me. Dare you?"
"Kneel? So serious?" Zhang Yan was annoyed. But after all, they just quarreled and it was not such an important thing. He preferred dying than kneeling in front of so many disciples, as the saying goes, a warrior can be killed, but can not be insulted.
When Huang Shuai saw Zhang Yan hesitating, he began to provoke: "Afraid? So, you have admitted that your figure is fake?"
The disciple next to Huang Shuai immediately echoed: "You dare to insult our Young Master and it's his mercy and kindness to only let you kneel on the ground. You should thank him!"
"Afraid?" Zhang Yan sneered. He had thought don't make the issue bigger, but the aggressive words had irritated him and he did not intend to let Huang Shuai go so easily. So, he replied: "I certainly dare bet with you. But what if my figure is true? Will you also kneel to me?"
Zhang Yan became so confident and Huang Shuai dared not to answer for a while. He stood there and hesitated, but changed his mind, suddenly, that even he, a three-star apprentice, had not seen such power figure, how would Zhang Yan have seen? His figure must be fake. He nodded, "Okay. If yours is true, I will kneel and apologize to you in front of everyone."
"Good. I am waiting for you to kneel to me." Zhang Yan laughed.
Huang Shuai was irritated as well, "Then, let's go to the elder to identify the pattern." He was ready to rush to the room of the elder.
Zhang Yan doubted, "Do you think it is so easy to see the elder? How can you see them randomly as you want?"
The disciples around all laughed out loud, "Such a funny guy. Young Master Shuai is the grandson of the elder. Can't he see his grandpa as he wants?"
Zhang Yan just understood what was going on and why he was so arrogant that the disciples in the Spirit Tattoo Temple were all polite to him. He had background. But today, no matter who you are, I will let you regret betting with me. Zhang Yan thought.
Regardless of other people's ridicule, he followed Huang Shuai and went straight to the room of the elder.
They arrived at the door and Huang Shuai notified, "Elder, I have something to bother you. May I come in?" Although he is the grandson of the elder, in public, he still has to call him elder and dares not directly call grandpa－this is the rule.
Other disciples can hardly ever see the elder. But Huang Shuai is different and the elder, soon, pushed out the door and asked Huang Shuai: "What's going on? Trouble again? Or did you owe someone money?"
Huang Shuai downed his head and said: "Of course not. I came for something important. This guy took a spiritual magic figure and sold it here. He said that it is a power pattern, but I have never seen such one, so we came to you to check it for us."
The Elder Tattoo became interested. He is very fond of the spiritual patterns and almost used his life's energy to study them. He watched Zhang Yan and said: "Where is the spiritual magic figure? Let me see."
Zhang Yan handed his power figure and said with a smile: "Here you are please."
The elder carefully looked at the figure. He felt strange at first, began to frown and finnally shook his head, "This spiritual pattern is indeed complicated, but it is just a hand-painted, useless figure, not a power figure. I have never seen such one. I have to say that your are quite diligent. If you can put this effort on the spirit tattoo practice, I think you can be a good spirit tattooist."
Huang Shuai took a sigh of relief and immediately ridiculed: "Your figure is fake as I said. How dare you argue now? Come on and kneel to me!"
The disciples around began to barrack, "Kneel, kneel..."
"Right, how dare he take the fake to swindle money. Really look for death."
"I just got cheated. If Young Master Shuai didn't block, I would have bought it with spiritual stones. Damn."
"Wait!" Zhang Yan raised his spiritual magical figure and shouted: "Everyone, the elder is just an eight-star apprentice and does not know all the spiritual patterns. why believe him?"
The Elder Tattoo became pretty embarrassed and as he just wanted to retort, Huang Shuai, at the side, yelled: "How dare you to question the elder? You are even not an apprentice. How dare you to be impolite to our elder? Wanna die? Seize him!"