The private auction that Zhu Youjian mentioned was held by the Heaton family of Duncheng. The participants were either rich or noble. Most of the auction items were antiques and cultural relics, whose origins were varied and even unknown, but they greatly satisfied the curiosity of the wealthy.

Yu Chen asked Rogan to get three tickets for the auction, which was scheduled to take place in three days.

These days, Shi Ling had nothing to do, so he took Zhu Youjian and Yu Chen to the Wenwan Street in Duncheng to look for antiques.

Zhu Youjian might not be able to become an emperor, but as someone who used antiques on a daily basis, he did have a certain ability to identify cultural relics. However, during his years in the Bai Kingdom, he would rather continue to wander than use this ability to sell the cultural relics he was familiar with for money.

But Shi Ling was different. She didn't intend to keep the cultural relics for herself, but wanted to bring them back to China and donate them to museums. So Zhu Youjian hugged Shi Ling's thigh and urged her to redeem the cultural relics that were lost overseas.

Shi Ling had been an internet celebrity for half a year. She didn't sell any products or take any advertisements. Her income came entirely from live broadcasts of sleep trials and tips from netizens. Adding the pocket money and New Year's money that Mr. Jing gave her, her total savings were only over 70 million yuan. However, buying cultural relics could easily cost millions or even tens of millions. Even with Zhu Youjian bargaining beside her, her wallet soon became empty.

Yu Chen gave her his card to use, indicating that he also wanted to make a contribution to redeem the cultural relics.

Shi Ling looked at Yu Chen with a much more friendly look, as if he was looking at a like-minded partner, and then he swiped his card without hesitation.

Yu Chen was delighted by this, and even when his card balance wasn't high, he sent a message to his father Si Ting's assistant to request a transfer. Although Old Yu disliked Si Ting, he accepted all his money. According to the old man's logic, no matter how worthless Si Ting was, the inheritance should be left to him, his own son, and not to anyone else.

But Yu Chen seldom asked Si Ting for money, and seldom spent the money Si Ting gave him. He did not have expensive hobbies like collecting sports cars and luxury watches like those rich second-generations like Su Zhe'an, so he could not even spend all the pocket money the Yu family gave him.

Si Ting was not satisfied with this. He felt that to learn how to make money, one must first learn how to spend money. That was why he asked Yu Chen to transfer some money every once in a while and make sure he spent it all. Of course, Yu Chen ignored his request.

The old residence of the Si family in the imperial capital.

Fallen snow blanketed the glazed tiles, and the courtyard, with pavilions and orchids lining the steps, a small bridge over flowing water, and lush bamboos creating a charming and elegant atmosphere. If you didn't know better, you'd think you'd stumbled into some ancient royal palace.

There are jagged rocks by the lake, withered lotus leaves on the water surface and falling snow. A middle-aged man in his forties is becoming more elegant and mature as he grows older.

He sat quietly in the pavilion fishing, listening to the work report of his assistant next to him, only signing occasionally, seemingly careless, but he could always point out the problems incisively and make thundering counterattack decisions in an elegant and easy-going manner.

This person is none other than Si Ting, the head of the Si family, who is extremely respected by the entire Si family and is highly praised by the outside world.

Assistant Qi Si suddenly reported: "Master, the young master has spent all the money you asked me to transfer to his account."

Si Ting's eyebrows slightly raised, and he didn't even reel in the fish after it was hooked. A smile appeared in his eyes, and his tone was quite curious: "What did that kid buy? It's rare to see him interested in anything. In the past, he was so indifferent that I thought he was really going to become a monk."

Assistant: "All of this was spent at Duncheng Wenwan Street."

Si Ting stroked the jade ring gently, wondering, "I've never heard that he has a hobby of collecting antiques before."

Assistant: "It was bought by Miss Shi Ling. The young master gave her the card."

Si Ting's face showed a sudden realization, and then he said with a smile: "That kid. I thought he was a blockhead who couldn't think straight. Old Jing's adopted granddaughter is quirky and clever. It won't be boring to be with him."

"The young master also said..." The assistant looked up at Si Ting, "I asked you to transfer the money."

It was the first time Si Ting heard his son actively asking for money, and he couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, give him 300 million first, and then more if it's not enough."

The assistant thought that this gentleman was very competitive in business and was even very stingy when allocating funds to the family. Since his wife left, he only spent money lavishly on the young master.

Shi Ling's lavish spending in Wenwan Street also reached the ears of Wales Manor.

After hearing the report from his subordinates, Shi Zhenxiang couldn't help but sigh, "Young Master still loves Chinese cultural relics. He used to like taking me to explore various private collections of cultural relics."

"Private collection?"

"Yes, Pope, you don't know that our junior master bought a villa halfway up the mountain in China back then, specifically to store antiques and cultural relics. He set up many mazes and illusions to protect them, and they are very precious."

Gu Xiuji's eyes gradually dimmed as he heard Shi Zhenxiang's words. If he hadn't once stumbled upon an artifact in a local museum in China, anonymously donated by an overseas individual, and found it to be identical to the one Shi Ling had purchased, he would have believed that Shi Ling truly had a hobby of collecting artifacts.

She had been pretending in front of them from the beginning to the end, but if that was the case, why couldn't she keep pretending?

Why bother getting involved in such complicated things? Wouldn’t it be better to just be the mascot of the Shenyue Sect and their group pet?

"By the way, butler, I remember that our family robbed a batch of antiques from the pirates in the Western High Seas last time. There were quite a few Chinese antiques among them. Please have someone pick them out and send them to the hotel to apologize to our young master. Last time, our young master suddenly fainted in the manor and was suddenly sent back to the hotel by that ghost king. He might have some misunderstandings about us." Shi Zhenxiang said melancholy.

"Let me go with the housekeeper." Gu Xiuji suddenly said.

Shi Zhenxiang and Ace looked at each other and said, "Then I want to go too."

Gu Xiuji glanced at them calmly and said, "If you go, will she recognize you? I've gotten to know her again in China and live upstairs from her. I'm a little worried about her situation, so it's better to go and check on her."

Shi Zhenxiang and Ace were both dispirited.

Ace glared at him angrily, "It's all your fault. You haven't been able to help the young master recover his memory."

"We can't blame the Pope, it's all that Ghost King's fault. But didn't the High Priest of the Divine Moon Cult say that we in the West are protected by the true God and have divine barriers within the domain that can prevent foreign evil spirits from entering? How could that Ghost King sneak in?" Shi Zhenxiang felt puzzled.

This was also what puzzled Gu Xiuji. He felt that the Ghost King must be related to Yu Chen, and he needed to test it out.

Initially, he dismissed Yu Chen as nothing more than a powerful young master from an aristocratic family, perhaps with some connection to the Xuanxian Sect. Without Si Ting's protection, he was a weakling, a mere lamb. He posed no threat to him. But he hadn't expected Yu Chen to be as simple as he appeared.

He had known Shi Ling before she lost her memory. Could he be the one who took Shi Ling away from Mingwu Island?