It was just an ordinary luxury goods auction.

Jing Min's eyes were deep and dark.

A cold, ambiguous smile played at the corners of his lips.

The curtain in the center of the stage slowly opened.

Several transparent glass display cases were visible.

The light focused on it,

A group of girls dressed in plain-colored dresses huddled together in the cramped space.

It appeared exceptionally small.

She looks to be no more than thirteen or fourteen years old.

His eyebrows and eyes still showed signs of immaturity.

His whole body was trembling slightly.

A subtle silence filled the air.

The guests below the stage either raised their glasses and sipped them lightly.

Or they might chat about recent economic trends.

His gaze swept indifferently over the girl in the display case.

It was as if they were looking at an insignificant item.

Some even showed a hint of disdain.

They don't seem very interested in tonight's "goods".

Jingmin lowered his eyelids, his fingertips lightly tapping the wine glass.

He concealed the dark turmoil churning in his eyes.

Jin Bolin stood in the center of the booth.

Clearly aware of the lukewarm reaction from the audience,

He smiled slightly and spoke in a leisurely tone.

"Please don't mind, everyone,"

"These girls were carefully selected from all over the world."

The nobles on the stage displayed a variety of expressions, showing little interest.

Upon seeing this, Jin Bolin

This added fuel to the fire.

“I know what you’re worried about… but some of the items in this auction are from wealthy heiresses from prominent families… absolutely clean,”

As soon as he finished speaking,

As expected, this piqued the interest of some people.

Jing Min frowned slightly, his gaze turning cold.

Originally, I had no intention of paying attention to it.

But the next moment...

Jin Bolin suddenly changed the subject, smiling meaningfully.

"My cousin—the famous Jing Min from Haicheng, China."

"His wife was once a marked item on this ship for auction."

The air condensed in an instant.

Many nobles did not fully understand Jingmin before this.

But the recent high-profile corruption case in Switzerland...

And the news of the death of Jin Zhuoer, the highly sought-after heir of the Jin family, in a plane crash.

This caused quite a stir in certain high society circles.

Someone found out that it was Jingmin who did it.

Such meticulous planning, without leaving any evidence against them, and escaping unscathed—

He is definitely not an ordinary person!

Jingmin slowly put down his wine glass.

His fingers curled slightly.

A chilling, malevolent aura emanated from between his brows.

Zhou Heng... he's the one who leaked the information about the mark!

Several nobles began to show expressions of great interest.

Upon seeing this, Jin Bolin

His smile grew increasingly unrestrained, his gaze filled with provocation.

"But my cousin doesn't mind at all! He adores his wife..."

"Smack—!"

The next second,

Jingmin suddenly threw the champagne glass in his hand.

The sound of shattering glass broke the silence of the banquet hall!

All eyes turned to him instantly.