Shi Ling looked at Shi Zhenxiang deeply and said, "Brother, I think you are not only a good actor, but also a good storyteller. Why don't you go to Hollywood and direct and star in a disaster movie?"

Shi Zhenxiang felt a little aggrieved: "Little Grandmaster, you don't believe what I say."

Come on, here we go again.

Shi Ling said to him seriously, "You underestimate me. The Demon Bird King is nothing. Even if the demon himself comes, he is no match for me."

Shi Zhenxiang was surprised: "Little Master, you remembered?"

Shi Ling: "...You win." She dared to brag, and he actually believed it.

As they were talking, the bidding for the next item had already begun. Shi Ling found time to ask Yu Chen, only to learn that the bones left over from the old pope's meal had been sold for five million dollars. Converted to over thirty million RMB.

She thought that she was already being unethical by buying a Bodhi root bracelet for ten yuan on Pinduoduo, processing it with spiritual power, and selling it to Su Zhe'an for one hundred thousand yuan. However, she didn't expect that there are always people better than you.

If Shi Ling hadn't known that hunting wild animals was illegal, he would have wanted to get some wild animal skulls to sell.

Afterwards, several modern art paintings were auctioned. No matter how the host praised them or how the famous painters commented on them, Shi Ling just couldn't appreciate them.

She felt deeply ashamed: "Maybe I just don't have artistic talent. If I hadn't heard the comments from famous artists, I would have thought these paintings were used to launder money."

Shi Zhenxiang quietly told her: "It's used to launder money."

Shi Ling: “…”

After more than a dozen items were auctioned, it was finally the turn of Zhu Youjian's father's burial objects.

It is an underglaze red double-eared vase with dragon pattern.

There was still a tiny bit of dragon energy on it, but it was much weaker than the dragon energy on Zhu Youjian. After all, it was said that Zhu Youjian's father was emperor for only 31 days, and died from taking a red pill made from menstrual blood.

Although this emperor was extravagant with women, he was able to eliminate bad policies and restore order during his reign.

The host embellished the legendary story of the owner of his burial objects, and the guests listened with great interest. However, because the emperor died young, many wealthy people, fearing bad luck, did not bid. Most of the bidders were antique collectors.

Shi Ling waited until the number of bidders had decreased before raising the bid, "Nine million eight hundred thousand and one hundred dollars."

At this time, apart from Shi Ling, there were two other people left bidding.

One is a well-known white collector, and the other is a Chinese entrepreneur.

They were all after this Ming Dynasty underglaze red dragon-patterned double-eared vase, raising the price by hundreds of thousands of dollars each time, trying to discourage the other party.

Just then, the Chinese entrepreneur raised the bid by $200,000. After a brief hesitation from the white collector, Shi Ling raised his paddle and added $1,000. The minimum bid was $1,000, but such increases were rare during the auction. After all, everyone was wealthy, so raising the minimum bid each time seemed a bit shabby.

So when Shi Ling just raised the sign to bid, both of them were stunned.

There was some commotion at the table.

A rich second-generation guy with a middle-parted hair sitting in the middle of the seat sneered, "Pfft, where did this poor bastard come from? He's really embarrassing us Chinese. If you don't have money, don't raise the price."

It was obvious that he thought Shi Ling couldn't really participate in the auction and was just here to make his presence felt.

However, as soon as he said this, he was given a cold look by Gu Xiuji next to him.

Seeing this, the girl in the apricot sweater beside him took an apple from the fruit bowl on the table and stuffed it into his mouth, saying in a bad mood, "Brother, please shut up. That girl is sitting in the VIP seat of the Heaton family, and the patriarch of the Wells family is sitting next to her. Her boyfriend looks like the young master of the Didusi family. Even if she doesn't have money, her boyfriend does. Mom told you to learn more from Brother Xiu Ji when you are away from home. You are very offensive when you say that."

The girl dressed in a gentle and ladylike style. Even when she was lecturing others, her voice was soft and she looked well-behaved and sensible. She was Wen Qianxue, the daughter of the Wen family in the imperial capital.

Wen Qianxue's mother and Gu Xiuji's mother Zhuang Jie are friends, so when she learned that Zhuang Jie was also traveling in Bai Country these days, she asked him to take care of Wen Ziyao and Wen Qianxue.

Wen Qianxue was obviously a little helpless towards this second-generation rich brother, "Right, Brother Xiu Ji."

Gu Xiuji's eyes were fixed on Shi Ling in the front row. As for Wen Qianxue's words, he only heard her say that Yu Chen was Shi Ling's boyfriend, and his eyes instantly turned cold.

"She is not Si Yuchen's girlfriend."

Wen Qianxue was stunned, "Brother Xiu Ji knows her?"

Gu Xiuji hummed softly and closed his eyes as if a little impatient.

Wen Qianxue wanted to ask again, but seeing this, she had no choice but to give up.

Wen Ziyao beside him tutted his mouth, "If she's not a girlfriend, then she's a sex friend. In our circle, aren't there enough people who play with beautiful female internet celebrities? But that sickly guy from the Si family has good taste. That girl is really high-end, with a fairy-like appearance and temperament. Even if Si Yuchen is a short-lived ghost, he can die under the peony flowers and be a ghost...ah!"

Before Wen Ziyao could finish his words, he was suddenly punched by Gu Xiuji next to him.

He used enough force that Wen Ziyao's face turned purple in an instant, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and flew into a rage: "Gu Xiuji, how dare you hit me?"

Wen Qianxue was also frightened. Her brother was a playboy, and he would tease any pretty girl he saw. Although she didn't like it and felt embarrassed, she was used to it. After all, many rich second-generations in the circle were like this.

But she didn't expect Gu Xiuji's reaction to be so big.

Wen Ziyao smashed the wine glass directly at Gu Xiuji, and the wine soaked his suit.

He still didn't feel relieved: "Gu Xiuji, you are a fucking illegitimate child of the Gu family. Your father is dead, and the Gu family is ruled by your sister and Madam Lin. You and your mother can only pack up and leave. Why are you still pretending to be the young master of the Gu family? And don't think I don't know what your mother is planning. She wants you to marry my sister and let the Wen family help you seize the family property? Haha, dream on!"

In reality, he looked down on Gu Xiuji. He'd previously listened to his mother's advice and curried favor with him, calling him "Brother Xiuji" because he believed that as the Gu family's only son, he was guaranteed to inherit the family fortune. But before his death, the Gu family's father actually published his will, stating that Gu Yang, his daughter with Madam Lin, would inherit the family fortune.

After hearing her brother's careless words, Wen Qianxue looked annoyed: "Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? You're going too far!"

She hurried to Gu Xiuji and pulled him away: "Brother Xiuji, my brother is drunk and didn't mean what he said. I'm here to apologize to you on his behalf. Don't bother with him. His clothes are wet, and there's nothing he wants to bid on anyway. Let's go to the mall next door and buy new ones."

However, Gu Xiuji avoided her hand and just tore off a few pieces of tissue to wipe his wet clothes.