A soul force transmission filled with shame, indignation, and madness shot into Ning Liu's mind like a sharp arrow.
"Senior brother! What the hell did you stuff in here?!"
"Please! Don't sell it anymore, okay? We're not selling it!"
"Can we just end it here? Please!"
"You can sell it anywhere else later, just don't sell it here!"
Ning Rongrong's voice was already trembling with sobs.
She would rather face a 100,000-year-old soul beast than face that thing in the storage soul tool.
Ning Liu received this spiritual message, and his hand holding the teacup remained as steady as Mount Tai. He even leisurely blew on the steam rising from it.
Without even lifting his eyelids, he replied slowly, also using his soul power to transmit his voice.
"Rongrong, look how good your senior brother is to you."
"We put you in the spotlight as an auctioneer, letting you steal the limelight in front of so many people. Now, you're backing down because of just a tiny challenge?"
"This doesn't seem like our future chief auctioneer from Liuli Tian. You need to be brave enough to face difficulties, understand?"
Ning Liu's tone was as gentle as a patient and persuasive elder, but to Ning Rongrong, it was more terrifying than a demonic whisper.
What does "a little challenge" mean?
Is this a challenge? This is a public execution!
Ning Rongrong was so angry that she trembled all over, her chest heaving violently.
Looking at Ning Liu's nonchalant demeanor, she wished she could rush off the stage immediately, grab him by the collar, and shake him with all her might to bring him to his senses!
But she couldn't.
Thousands of eyes were fixed on her, waiting for her to unveil that "shocking" finale.
There's no way to retreat!
"Ning! Liu!"
Ning Rongrong roared in her heart with all the strength she had ever had, then slowly closed her eyes. When she opened them again, her eyes were filled with a tragic and desperate look.
Senior brother, I've remembered this! You just wait!
She gritted her teeth and took out something from her storage soul tool.
It was a letter sealed in the most ordinary, even slightly yellowed, parchment.
There was no trace of soul power fluctuation on the envelope, nor any fancy decorations, only a crooked heart drawn in ink.
The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone was stunned.
Where's the promised divine artifact? Where's the promised earth-shattering wonder? Where's the promised value far exceeding the Azure Wave Divine Light Shield?
That's it?
A letter?
The expressions of the Sea Soul Masters went from extreme anticipation to utter despair, then turned into astonishment and confusion.
The smiles on the faces of the mainland Soul Masters froze, and they looked at each other in bewilderment, wondering what was going on.
Even Poseidon frowned slightly, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.
Ignoring the murderous gazes from below the stage, Ning Rongrong remained expressionless and spoke slowly and deliberately, as if reading a death sentence.
"The last item up for auction..."
Her voice was somewhat dry, as if it had been sanded.
"【Poseidon's First Love Letter (Reissue)】!"
"puff--"
Someone suddenly spat out a mouthful of tea.
The entire audience erupted in uproar!
Poseidon? Love Letter? Reissue?
What is all this nonsense?!
The Sea Soul Masters were completely dumbfounded. The Sea God they worshipped, that supreme, majestic, and sacred being... had written them love letters?
This is utterly absurd! It's blasphemy against the gods!
Ning Rongrong ignored the commotion below the stage and continued her presentation like an emotionless machine.
"This item is a replica of a love letter written by Poseidon, the sea god who had not yet become a god, to a human fisherwoman ten thousand years ago."
"Created by a certain god in the divine realm... who was bored and had nothing better to do. The original text is sincere and moving, full of emotion, and filled with a youthful and passionate love between the lines."
She paused for a moment, then added the most crucial sentence.
"Note: This imitation does not possess any divine power; its only value lies in the text on it."
If there was only a commotion before, the entire auction hall is now in complete uproar.
"Are you kidding me!"
"Without divine power? It's just a piece of waste paper?"
"Using a piece of waste paper as the final item for auction? Is this an insult to all of us?"
"This is outrageous! The Glazed Heaven has gone too far!"
The Sea Soul Masters were indignant, and many of them had already stood up, glaring angrily at Ning Rongrong on the stage.
The mainland Soul Masters also felt humiliated, and they were all restless, wishing they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Sect Leader Ning, how could you sell something like this!
Only Ning Liu remained calm and composed, even a smile playing on his lips.
Ning Rongrong ignored all the anger and questions.
She took a deep breath and dropped the final bombshell, her voice trembling slightly with shame and indignation.
"According to the auction requirements, before the auction begins, I must publicly read aloud the most cheesy and classic passage."
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