Chapter 234 Please have a sweet drink

The atmosphere in the auction hall was quiet for a moment and then became noisy again.

"What happened?"

"Look at the beauty's expression, it has changed. Something big must have happened."

"Could it be that the special-grade potion was stolen?"

"No way! How could such an important thing be stolen? Are the auction security guys all crap?"

"Why are you talking so much? Who can afford the special medicine sitting in this hall? Why are you worrying about nothing?"

"That's right, I'm just here to pick up some small items, hurry up and take the next one."

After listening to the servant, Yu Yao quickly picked up the microphone to take control of the situation.

"Everyone, please be patient. No items have been stolen. There was an accident at the backstage, so we will have to delay you for a while. Please cooperate with the security team's search. The auction will proceed as usual in 20 minutes."

As soon as the words fell, it caused even more commotion in the venue.

But rows of armored thugs with weapons were guarding every exit. Everyone was looking around and guessing, but no one left their seats, for fear that if they moved, they would be arrested as suspects.

Uniformed security guards also searched the second and third floors.

Qu Tong stood in front of the one-way glass, looking at the massive search below, and knew that it was definitely not a trivial matter.

Sure enough, the next second she received a message from Old Man Yuan, saying that an important person in the Casa Empire had met with an accident, and asked her to stay in the room and not run around.

"Knock knock!" There was a knock on the door.

Qu Tong thought that Old Man Yuan had returned, so he got up and went to open the door.

To be on the safe side, Qu Tong also checked to make sure there were no mental fluctuations before opening the door.

The moment the door opened, an ice blade was placed across his neck, and his hands were clamped, forcing him to turn around.

A tall and thin figure entered the room and closed the door behind him.

"Do you mind if I hide here for a while?" A cold and sinister voice sounded in my ears.

"Mind." Qu Tong's voice was unusually calm.

"It seems that you don't have the right to refuse." The man said lightly, with an evil smile on his lips.

The deliberately modified long black hair hung in front of Qu Tong as the man's body was deliberately lowered, making Qu Tong feel uncomfortable instinctively.

The fingertips moved slightly, and a hint of light green quickly wrapped around the ice blade. The next second, the sharp ice blade shattered into pieces.

With a twist of his wrist, he delivered an unexpected blow to the man's abdomen, mercilessly knocking him back against the door.

The man's muffled groan coincided with the sound of impact.

Qu Tong lowered his eyes, looking down at the man, with a mocking smile on his lips: "What about now?"

The man propped himself up and leaned against the door. He quickly accepted the reality and smiled, "Now, I ask Miss Junli to take me in."

"Do you think it's possible?" Qu Tong said with a wry smile.

"I'm already here, do you think you can get away with it?" The man smiled faintly and spoke the threatening words as easily as if he was talking about the weather.

Qu Tong narrowed his eyes.

It’s true, if this lunatic keeps pestering me, I won’t be able to get back to school on time.

"I had someone bring the empty crystal stones from the auction, so I can give you double the amount." The man offered a sweet gesture at the right time.

Qu Tong hesitated for a moment, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Thinking of the faint smell of blood that he had just smelled at close range, he asked, "Did you kill someone?"

The man smiled playfully: "Haven't I killed enough people?"

Qu Tong listened to Rong Chengjue's disguised admission, and was too lazy to say more to the mentally ill person, so he said coldly: "It's best not to implicate me or the beautiful Yue Qing with your own affairs."

She had heard from Fei Wenxing and others about how fierce the struggle for the throne of the Casa Empire was.

People like Rong Yueqing, who grew up in the cold palace, are an exception.

“I’m helping her.”

After a while, Captain Xing, who had met them twice before, came with his men to search.

Qu Tong opened the door generously.

Captain Xing was very respectful to Qu Tong. He did not enter the house to search. He just looked at the door for a few times, used his mental power to investigate, and then left with his men.

The door was closed, and Rong Chengjue leaned against it, with his head slightly lowered, looking listless, as if he was at the end of his strength.

"My mental strength is a little unstable." Rong Chengjue took the initiative to say it.

"So? You need me to strangle you in the cradle?"

"A cruel woman."

Qu Tong chuckled, walked back to the window, and continued to watch the auction that had resumed.

The second half of the auction was much more intense than the first half.

Some customers from the second, third and fourth floors also participated in the auction.

"Number 4007 bid 3.5 million star coins. Is there anyone who can offer a higher price?" Yu Yao shouted passionately, holding a small wooden hammer in one hand and a microphone in the other.

Qu Tong pressed the bidding button: [3.6 million. ]

Room 4007 price: [3.8 million. ]

Qu Tong continued to press: [3.9 million.]

Qu Tong only raised the price by 100,000 each time, and he would press the button immediately when the price for room 4007 was called.

Qu Tong stopped bidding until the price reached 5 million.

Later, Qu Tong went to Room 4007 alone several times and raised the price a lot.

People at the auction were happy to see it happen, but Lan Yuanhui and his son were disgusted.

"Is the person in room 4002 crazy? He has to bid the highest price for everything. Does he have so much money that he has no place to spend it?" Lan Yuanhui was furious.

"She is against us and we are against her too. We can just go back feeling disgusted." Lan Xingye calmed down a little.

Then they got even angrier and almost exploded.

Every time the price exceeded the market price by too much, the other party would always withdraw in time and not compete with them at all, causing them to buy several things they didn't need.

The others were quite amused watching the two high-ranking VIPs fighting on the 4th floor. Someone joked loudly, "Hurry up and put up something that No. 4007 would like. I haven't laughed in three minutes."

Qu Tong was biting on the straw leisurely. Hearing the discussions downstairs, he raised his lips in a good mood.

Thanks to Wen Zong for revealing the room number, otherwise she wouldn't be so happy.

She had long been on guard against Lan Xingye and the others retaliating, so she used her computer to notify Old Man Yuan to take the photos of everything she wanted to take.

Qu Tong took the time to look at Rong Chengjue who was left to fend for himself beside him. His mental energy was still very chaotic, but he did not make any sound.

Maintaining the half-sitting posture at the beginning, his disguised long black hair covered most of his face, revealing a hint of desolation and fragility.

Rong Chengjue raised his eyes and met Qu Tong's gaze.

One is as silent as the abyss, the other is as smiling as spring water.

The distance of just a few meters separated the two people into completely different worlds.

Qu Tong stood up, took out a cup of fruit tea from the space button and placed it next to Rong Chengjue.

"There's no potion. If you want to shoot it yourself, I'll buy you a sweet drink. Maybe you'll feel better."

One seven-leaf heart can only be used to make five silver potions, and it will take about two or three months for the next batch to mature, unless Old Man Yuan teaches her the configuration method of the Pharmacist Guild or she finds a wild seven-leaf heart.

Rong Chengjue picked it up silently and took a sip.

Qu Tong smiled lightly, without any intention of mocking.

I just remembered that Rong Yueqing said he didn't like to drink it. It seems that most men don't like to drink sweet things, but her highness is in the minority.