bestfiction Chapter 225 Yunlu City Auction House
Chapter 225 Yunlu City Auction House
At this moment, the Yunlu City Auction House was filled with peace and tranquility.
The auction house manager was leisurely eating spirit fruit on a recliner. He was wearing a round-necked top with purple brocade, blue cloud and gold silk patterns, and a three-colored bracelet made of sky red blood gold, sea blue mithril and moon jade gold on his wrist. The rings on his wrist were also made of precious jewels.
A maidservant dressed in a "slightly" revealing style carefully fanned herself, wearing more jewelry than he did, practically "naked," her body covered only by jewels.
He picked up a financial statement with great satisfaction, a bright smile on his face.
"In my life, I've only ever loved three things: making money, jewelry, and beautiful women. Now that I've had you, I have all three!"
He pinched the buttocks of a beautiful woman next to him hard. Instead of backing away, the woman twisted her waist and moved even closer.
"My lord, all the ways I make money are taught to me by you. I am so grateful for the opportunity you have given me."
"Oh, how would you like to thank me?"
The manager grinned wickedly, his small eyes brazenly taking in her body. He was less interested in her delicate figure and more interested in the countless jewels she wore, which made him very happy.
"My lord, we're going to make a fortune at today's auction. Let me run it, and I guarantee we'll earn more than the estimated one hundred high-grade spirit stones."
Upon hearing this, the person in charge stiffened and stroked her waist, saying, "There are many good items at today's auction. Any ordinary host could make a fortune. There's no need for you to participate. The real skill is to sell inferior treasures at prices that don't belong to them. It would be a waste of your talent to put you on the show today."
His voice was gentle, but that wasn't what he was really thinking.
"Alas, what a pity. You're beautiful and skilled, but you're not a cultivator. You can't protect that treasure. In the auction, with that delicate body, you'd be reduced to mincemeat. I can't bear to do that."
The maidservant pouted and said, "My lord, you're so biased! You always leave these important matters to Sister Ziyun." She was somewhat resentful. Wasn't Ziyun just a relative of a high-ranking official who had been placed there through connections? In terms of ability, she was far inferior to Ziyun.
"Hey, you should rest well today. Go check if the guards sent by the army have arrived. Tell your girls to treat them well. And remember, don't go yourself. If anyone takes a fancy to my little darling, I'll be heartbroken!"
The group burst into laughter.
At this moment, Zhong Ming and his three companions had arrived at the entrance of the auction house.
There were some servants loitering at the entrance; they were actually people from the auction, but they disguised themselves as other people to drive away those who came to join the fun.
After all, there are some situations where it's not appropriate for the auction organizers to personally intervene and ask people to leave. If they happen to clash with some big shots who prefer to dress simply, there's still room for maneuver.
Several shabby-looking servants saw the group approaching. Zhong Ming and Yue Kaishan were walking at the front, with the two burly men blocking the way behind them. Their clothes were extremely poor. So they mustered up their courage and stepped forward to block the way.
"Hey, two..." The servant swallowed hard, trying to keep his legs from trembling, and said in a somewhat shameless manner, "Two big guys, the Yunlu Auction House is just ahead. You think you can get there dressed like this? Aren't you ashamed?"
Zhong Ming sized up the newcomer and chuckled, "You're not much better. Move aside, they invited us here."
The man was about to argue when he suddenly saw a man in a wheelchair through the gap between the two men. He was dressed fairly well, and the material of his clothes looked very high-end.
Because of the influence of the auction organizers, these guys thought that the more complicated and patterned the clothes were, the more expensive they were, but after seeing so many, they eventually developed a discerning eye.
The big man in front is bald and looks fierce. With such a strong build, he must be a servant or guard clearing the way. The one behind him is the real person.
"Hehe, good man, I was just reminding you, I was kicked out because I wasn't dressed very well, I'm off now."
After saying that, he ran away without looking back.
At that moment, a dazzling light arrived in an instant, leaving a long, bright golden path in the sky. After the figure landed, it quickly disintegrated, turning into specks of golden light that scattered like crystal powder across the sky, creating a beautiful, starry effect.
Zhong Ming was stunned. This guy didn't seem to be in the Foundation Establishment stage. Could he be in the Golden Core stage?
Us? To guard this place?
If those at the Golden Core stage want to cause trouble, can we stop them?
Isn't this nonsense?
Zhong Ming immediately told the three of them to speed up and go check it out quickly.
The guards outside were already prepared and immediately rushed out to form a welcoming procession. Several groups of people were neatly arranged to welcome the arrival of the VIP.
When Zhong Ming arrived, most of the welcoming party followed him into the auction house. Some of the more curious servants couldn't help but take a few steps over there and peek inside on tiptoe.
Zhong Ming arrived at the door, and a servant turned around. Because he was standing on the steps, he saw a large head and was startled.
"Oh...guest, please show me your invitation so I can register you."
Zhong Ming took out the mission he had been given. After they left Senior Xiong's place, the bamboo slip containing the mission had turned into a scroll with an official gold seal on it.
"We are soldiers of the dynasty, here to carry out a guard duty."
The man immediately changed his expression, becoming obsequious and bowing respectfully. Even though he was standing higher, he still bowed to about shoulder height than Zhong Ming, and respectfully accepted the scroll.
"This way, gentlemen."
Zhong Ming: ...It feels weird to be called "Military Master" for the first time.
Due to the lack of reception staff, he was the only one who led Zhong Ming and the others in. After walking a few steps, he turned into a corridor and entered a staff path.
The group chatted as they walked, but Zhong Ming's attitude wasn't very friendly. It wasn't that he was difficult to get along with, but rather... the other person's question had landed him on a landmine.
"Sir, may I ask which Wolf Army you are from?"
"You are not qualified to know about this."
"I'm so sorry, sir. I was impolite and offended you. I deserve to die, I deserve to die," the guard apologized repeatedly. Then, he asked the person in the wheelchair if they needed any special treatment, and then...
Yeah, I don't dare to speak anymore.
He led the group to a monk's room, then bowed and took his leave, his hair already damp with sweat.