After the big man said this, the arena fell silent again.

The group looked at each other in bewilderment.

It's common knowledge that medicinal herbs are not selling well, so a price reduction is inevitable, but the magnitude of the price drop is hard to accept.

However, most people only wanted a compromise and did not intend to remove the chairman immediately.

“I think Brother Lei Yun is right. Since the president has such a big problem, he is no longer able to serve as president. Only by replacing him with a capable person can we continue to lead everyone to make money.”

Upon hearing this, two more people echoed it.

"That's right. I think Vice President Lei Yun is more suitable for the position of president. Why don't we change him now!"

"That makes sense. The sooner you change it, the sooner you can minimize the losses. If you wait any longer, who knows how much you'll lose!"

Four people immediately wanted to replace the guild leader.

Feng Ling observed coldly, and only when she saw that no one else echoed her did she slowly speak.

"Lei Yun, I know you want to be the president, but the East China Sea Congress election is just around the corner. Isn't it a bit premature for you to start making trouble now?"

Lei Yun stood up and looked at Feng Ling.

"I had no choice. The Chamber of Commerce was on the verge of collapse under your leadership, so I had to make this suggestion. Ask everyone, can you accept such a huge loss? Shouldn't someone be held responsible?"

Upon hearing this, the others also spoke up.

"Yes, President Feng Ling, such a loss is too great. I think... it would be better to reconsider."

"Yes, even 7.5 is barely acceptable... Cutting off more than half of the profit is really a painful blow."

...

7.5!

If the old Fortress of the Vast Ocean were to return, there would be absolutely no problem.

But now... Phoenix Spirit True Monarch felt annoyed just thinking about Wang Lin.

This guy is still missing.

I have absolutely no idea who this person is.

However, rumors say that the person who fought against the Heavenly Sword Sect before was Wang Lin.

The Heavenly Sword Sect also claimed that this person was Han Li, who stole the Heavenly Sword treasure.

Therefore, this person must have gained unimaginable benefits in the Purple Edge Secret Realm.

It's very likely that they directly inherited the legacy!

However, the array formation on Hanhai Island was completely unable to detect this person's whereabouts.

Besides, even if we find it, so what?

This person sells goods in a completely reasonable and compliant manner, without deceiving the young or old.

Even now, there's still a queue for those rare and precious materials...

"I think we should all compromise. The situation is already like this, and losses are unavoidable. Let's just say the discount is 30%."

After all, even the Star Soul Hall's spirit isn't necessarily absolutely accurate.

The speaker was Yan Liang, the president of the Donghai Chamber of Commerce, who was known as the Kind and True Lord.

"As for changing the president... let's wait for the results of the conference before making a decision!"

Upon hearing that half of the losses could be recovered, everyone nodded in agreement, and Lei Yun and the others fell silent.

Once the plan was decided, everyone left without lingering and headed to the auction venue.

Feng Ling called out to Yan Liang, who had slowed down, to express her gratitude.

Yan Liang shook his head and sighed, then silently transmitted his voice.

"President Fengling may not know that there have been frequent beast tides in the East Sea recently, and many lords have gone missing..."

Yan Liang's telepathic message was brief and to the point, but Feng Ling Zhenjun was struck dumb.

Is it really worth it for the position of president?

———

The auction venue is on the fourth floor.

Even Golden Core cultivators have to go through a verification process before they can enter; the threshold is 1 billion.

Just as he was about to go inside, he suddenly received a telepathic message from his mother-in-law.

"Where are you?"

"At the entrance to the auction!"

"wait for me!"

Not long after he finished speaking, a simply dressed woman walked over.

Both of them possessed the aura of a thousand illusions, a form of disguise.

However, Yang Xueling could not recognize Ye Feng, but Ye Feng, who wielded the main sword, could easily identify the sword spirit clone.

When she arrived at the registration door, Yang Xueling proactively released her Nascent Soul aura, directly skipping the verification process.

The next step is to choose a location.

"The seats in the main hall are free, but you'll be watched by others. The private rooms are concealed by arrays, so you won't attract attention."

Because we arrived early, there were still quite a few private rooms available.

Just as Yang Xueling was making her selections, Ye Feng had a sudden thought and said:

"I have a private room booked."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

The two walked directly to the side of the hall, reached out and touched it, and the array immediately activated.

They continued upwards, passing through three formations.

Yang Xueling's eyes widened in surprise.

"Hey kid, what did you do? How did you manage to get up to the third floor?"

Is there anything special about the third floor?

Ye Feng was also unaware of what was going on, but since the artifact spirit Xiao Wei had led the way, they ended up here.

The room was fully stocked with fruits and wines.

On one side facing the floor-to-ceiling window, there is a row of benches and two side chairs. Sitting in the chairs, you can see most of the scene outside.

"The third floor is for entertaining high-ranking officials, and also for very high-spending VIPs."

Yang Xueling wasn't too surprised that Ye Feng could give her a thousand drops of Soul-Sculpting Water as a gift.

"This is for opening the window..."

"This is a service call..."

"You can upload the items you want to auction here..."

...

It seemed Yang Xueling had been here many times, as she introduced the place to him with ease.

"Why didn't my mother-in-law go with the sect?"

"It's all your fault... Um, I gave myself away a little that day, so I'd better not go over to avoid trouble."

In the end, it was she who ordered Ye Feng to cause the trouble, so blaming him is really not fair.

As he spoke, he put his feet up on the table.

"I've never sat in a private box here by myself before, hmm... it's definitely much more comfortable to put my feet up like this!"

Yang Xueling occupied the bench all by herself, while Ye Feng sat on a single chair to the side.

Judging from her appearance and demeanor, it seems my mother-in-law truly doesn't consider me an outsider.

But since there were only two people in the room, Ye Feng's heart inevitably started racing after a little while of silence.

Yang Xueling looks only five or six years older than Xiao Xuan.

Two hundred years ago, I roamed the Demon Realm with a cultivation level at the peak of Foundation Establishment. Now, two hundred years later, I am at the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

Moreover, nurturing a sword spirit would slow down one's cultivation progress, yet he still managed to maintain such a pace. It must be said that his talent is truly astonishing.

A Nascent Soul cultivator has a lifespan of a thousand years, so two hundred years or so is only equivalent to her being in her twenties.

"Has your mother-in-law ever taken any beauty-preserving pills?"

Ye Feng, who was just trying to make conversation, wanted to slap himself as soon as the words left his mouth...

"No, although that thing isn't high-grade, the materials are hard to find these days. They can only be obtained occasionally in secret realms. Besides, as long as I level up fast enough, wrinkles won't catch up with me!"

Yang Xueling suddenly slowed her eating of the spirit peach, narrowing her eyes as she looked at Ye Feng.

"You little brat..."