Fog City Border

"The boss has disappeared," said a woman with a voluptuous figure dressed in a black bodysuit.

"We're too late, the boss isn't here anymore," said the man dressed similarly. "Let's go."

The Underworld

"I heard that the Netherworld Pavilion's grand finale this time is the Returning Dragon Grass."

"Yeah, I wonder which big shot bought it."

At this moment, on the second floor of the Underworld Pavilion

"Master, the Green Snake Gang is in the opposite chamber. They're here for the Dragon Return Grass." Long Yi bent down and handed tea to Long Yanli.

"Take a picture," Long Yanli said, as he was tidying the little girl's hair in her arms. "Arrange for people to take care of them; don't let them leave alive."

“Third brother, the Green Snake Gang is colluding with Jin Rencheng, the second prince of Wudu. We should give the eldest prince a heads-up,” Fu Yiming said with a sneer.

"Welcome, esteemed guests. I am Wen Qin, the Pavilion Master of the Underworld Pavilion." "This auction is a blind auction; I hope everyone can successfully bid on what they desire."

"This Wen Tan is really clever; he manages to offend no one," Li Huangchen said, amused by the two beauties he was holding in his arms.

"Our third brother comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners," Qin Ji said as he peeled an orange for the little girl. "Little sister, try it, it's very sweet."

This time, the girl made a move; she looked up at Qin Ji.

Qin Ji was overjoyed at this sight. "Did you see that? My little sister is paying attention to me!" He took advantage of the situation and patted the little girl's head, but Long Yanli slapped his hand away.

Qin Ji glanced at Long Yanli and said, "You're stingy."

"The first item, starting bid ten million," the auctioneer announced, "and then eleven million."

Fifteen million

"Twenty million"

"Congratulations to this lady on successfully bidding for Queen Miserra's red agate bracelet."

"Next up is the second item, with a starting bid of twenty million."

Long Yanli gave Long Yi a wink, and Long Yi understood.

"Twenty-five million" Long Yi

"Twenty-six million"

"Thirty Million" Dragon One

Nobody wants to fight with the people on the second floor for something.

"Congratulations to the guest in VIP room number one for successfully bidding on the latest purple 'Looking Back' necklace designed by Z, the chief designer of Yundu."

"My God, it was actually designed by Z, the chief designer of Yundu."

"I can't believe I missed it, I regret it so much!"

"Why are people from Yundu starting to pop out lately?" Jun Lin, dressed in a white suit, exuded an elegant nobleman's style. "The people of Yundu are all very mysterious; outsiders can't even find the entrance."

(Yundu is a mysterious capital city that gathers all kinds of talents. Outsiders cannot find the entrance and can only enter with the guidance of insiders. Yundu is more like an organization where everyone makes a living by accepting missions. The leader of Yundu is the Cloud King, who has 26 knights under his command, each named after one of the 26 letters of the alphabet. All 26 knights are chief knights.)

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"The twentieth lot, starting bid 50 million."

People in the opposite compartment held up a sign that read "Sixty million".

Qin Ji glanced at Long Yanli, and seeing that he didn't even look up, silently looked away.

"Congratulations to the guest in booth number two for successfully bidding on the snow lotus flower."

"Haha, snow lotus grass, this kind of common stuff doesn't even cost a million," a man downstairs said.

"Damn it, Boss, is Wen Qin trying to scam us?"

"Get out!" Qing Gu cursed, his face dark.

"The next item up for auction has a starting bid of 300,000."

“Take a picture of it,” Long Yanli said casually.

Long Yi raised his paddle for "400,000".

"Five hundred thousand"

"Six hundred thousand" Long Yi

"Boss, should we... film this?"

Qing Gu glanced at the private room opposite with a cold smile. Let them have this cheap stuff!

"Congratulations to the guest in Box One for winning the Dragon Returning Grass!" As the auctioneer finished speaking, the entire Underworld Pavilion fell into an eerie silence, which soon turned into a commotion.

"Wow, it only cost 600,000!"

The lobby on the first floor was noisy with questions like, "Who is this divine being?"

"Hahaha, the other side must be furious!" Li Huangchen laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight. The two women in his arms glanced shyly at Long Yanli. "Third Brother, you're awesome!"

Qing Gu's face was ashen, as if he'd eaten dog excrement; his expression was contorted. He stood up and kicked the person next to him to the ground. "Stop the people on the other side!"

"...Yes," the man who got up from the ground timidly told someone to go to the opposite compartment.