No! How Could the Empire's Great Demon King Be a Love-Struck Fool?

The Empire's First Fleet is defeated, and the calm, beautiful, undefeated First Commander Shen Que is severely injured, becoming a frail invalid.

Even more shocking news arrives:

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Extra 2: Welcome to the Kingdee Auction!

A puff of white steam emerged from the old-fashioned hatch and slowly opened.

As the visitor's face gradually became clear, the young waiter's eyes widened.

She was an exceptionally outstanding woman.

She wore a black strapless long dress with an intricate lace petticoat underneath, and a white shawl covering the large area of ​​exposed white skin on her chest.

A gilded mother-of-pearl folding fan covered the lower half of her face, revealing her clear eyebrows, long crow-feather eyelashes, and long black hair that fell to the sides of her ears, making her skin look white.

The woman took a step, and the hem of her black skirt swayed like ripples.

When she passed by the waiter, she tilted her head slightly and glanced at him with cold eyes. The waiter finally came to his senses, knelt on one knee and stretched out his hand.

After waiting for a long time, the woman handed him her hand, revealing the ruby ​​ring on her index finger.

The buyer of this issue.

The waiter took one look and quickly lowered his head.

For some reason, he felt that this woman had an aura that could not be desecrated, and he couldn't even look at her.

He quickly called over the service robot, and after checking the ring, he presented the silver butterfly mask belonging to the buyer to her.

The woman moved her fingertips, put half of the mask on her face, and put away the folding fan.

The waiter couldn't help but take another look at her, piecing together her thin lips and upturned nose with her eyebrows and eyes, and began to fantasize.

He carefully held the woman's fingertips and walked her to the door of the venue, his heart pounding all the way.

It was not until she walked into the venue and stared at her elegant back that the waiter suddenly remembered something.

Damn, forgot to ask for a tip...

4.

As soon as Shen Que entered the venue, another waiter with a more outstanding appearance came over and led him along the corridor through the right wing.

On the right wing of Kingdee are the stadium, restaurant, observation deck and healing center, and on the left is the casino and entertainment area.

Between the two wings, the most luxurious golden dome hall is the auction venue.

In addition to buyers, this place also usually welcomes nobles from various planets for their indulgence and entertainment.

The waiter in the venue was more polite and respectfully introduced the spatial layout of the entire venue to Shen Que. He also reminded him that there would be a banquet prepared for buyers at 8 o'clock tonight, and that the auction items would be explained in detail.

Shen Que wrote them down one by one.

When passing by the observation deck, he suddenly stopped and looked at another figure wearing a silver butterfly mask in front of the sky.

The man was short and rather sturdy, and was surrounded by two beautiful waitresses who were dressed sexy and wearing rabbit ears.

Noticing Shen Que's movements, the waiter following him introduced him tactfully: "That person is also a distinguished guest of this auction, serial number C."

In the Kingdee auction, the buyer with the higher serial number has better confidentiality.

Even Feng Shixu couldn't get information about the buyers of the first few numbers.

However, only the first three serial numbers of the hidden auction items, that is, buyers of AC, have the right to know more information before the auction.

"If you have the chance to get close to them, you can try to flirt with them." This is what Feng Shixu said.

but……

Shen Que turned back silently.

He is afraid of society.

Let's consider this last resort after we confirm that there is no other way...

Just as he lifted his skirt again and prepared to leave, Mr. C suddenly turned around and saw Shen Que.

"Miss!" Mr. C called out to him.

Shen Que had to stop.

Mr. C picked up two glasses of wine from the bar, took the initiative to walk in front of Shen Que, looked him up and down, and showed a friendly smile.

"Want to have a drink together?"

Shen Que frowned slightly, hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded.

Several waiters left tactfully.

"Are you also the buyer this time?" Mr. C handed the wine to Shen Que and stretched out his hand, his eyes lingering on his half-exposed face.

Shen Que just took the wine, said "hmm" lightly, and did not give him his hand.

His voice was processed, more gentle than his original voice, and the device was hidden in the necklace.

Seeing that the other party only gave half face, Mr. C did not get angry. He changed his hand and invited "her" to enter the observation deck.

A lady with a noble temperament should of course be reserved.

The two walked to the sky, and the gorgeous Rose Nebula came into view. Chen Que placed the wine on the bar beside him, and Mr. C glanced at the wine.

"What auction items are you interested in?"

He took the initiative to strike up a conversation, his eyes looking at the ring on Shen Que's hand, and his smile deepened a little after noticing the letter "N".

"Maybe I can keep it for you."

"That's not necessary." Chen Que looked at the nebula outside the sky and said coldly, "I don't like to owe strangers."

It's a hard-to-pick flower, Mr. C said with a faint smile. The harder it is to pick, the more pleasing it is once you do.

He described Shen Que with his eyes.

White neck, slender waist, perfect body proportions...

His eyes lingered on the cloak gathered in front of his chest for a moment, and Mr. C calmly approached the glass of wine that Shen Que had placed on the bar, reached out his hand, and added a little white powder into it.

"How can it be considered a debt?" Mr. C smiled and picked up the wine. "I can even give it to you... Just like this glass of wine, it's also a gift from me."

Shen Que lowered his head to glance at the wine and took it again.

"For such a valuable gift, what do you expect from me in return?"

"What do you think?" Mr. C moved closer and whispered in Shen Que's ear, "Who doesn't come to Kingdee for happiness? Come back to my room tonight... Then, I can give you any auction item you want..."

After he finished speaking, he clinked glasses with Shen Que and drank up his own wine.

Shen Que's eyes turned colder.

He invited her frankly on the surface, but secretly drugged her.

What a complete hypocrite.

After finishing the drink, Mr. C looked at Shen Que again, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Chen Que picked up the wine glass, wondering whether he had accidentally spilled it or secretly spit it out, and slowly raised his wrist.

At this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded behind me.

Shen Que was stunned. Before his lips touched the rim of the cup, a hand suddenly reached over his shoulder, grasped the cup, and slammed it back onto the table with a "bang".

The next second, the hand directly wrapped around Chen Que's waist, pulled him back suddenly, and forcefully pulled him into a hot embrace.

"My beautiful lady, it is not a good habit to drink anything given to you by others."