Mo San stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, and said.
Several guards turned to look at them in unison: "Looking for our manager? The auction doesn't start until tomorrow..."
“Brother, we’ve come to deliver spirit stones to your auction house…” Mo Qingcheng’s lips curled slightly, her eyes sparkling.
Sending spirit stones? What does that mean? Guard A scratched his head, seemingly not understanding, then grinned somewhat awkwardly.
Guard B's eyes darted around, and an idea came to him: "Please wait a moment, gentlemen, I'll go and fetch Steward Lin right away..."
Guard C: "Hey, wait for me..."
"No need. You all stay here and protect the safety of these distinguished guests. I'll be right back." Guard B ran off quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Mo Qingcheng blinked, smiled wryly, and thought, "She has potential..."
About fifteen minutes later, Guard B rushed back: "Gentlemen... the... the steward requests your presence..."
Mo Qingcheng nodded, and Bai Yi casually tossed a few low-grade spirit stones. The guards were slightly taken aback and thanked him repeatedly.
Led by Guard B, the group entered the Yuelai Auction House. Hei Yi and Bai Yi kept their eyes straight ahead, while Mo Yi and Mo San, after their initial shock, gradually calmed down.
We can't embarrass our master. Hei Yi said something like "Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden"—it's shameful. Mo Wei doesn't want to be like Grandma Liu...
Cough cough...
Guard B led Mo Qingcheng and her entourage to the second floor, made a gesture of invitation, knocked on the door, and then pushed it open.
"Please come in!" a deep, mellow voice rang out.
Hei Yi gently pushed open the door, and Mo Qingcheng stepped in, the room filled with the aroma of tea.
A slightly overweight middle-aged man, dressed in a silk robe, with bright, piercing eyes, matched the description given by Guard B and was presumably Manager Cao.
The man quickly stood up, also sizing up Mo Qingcheng and her group, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes.
Mo Qingcheng smiled and clasped her hands in a fist salute: "Manager Cao, it's an honor to meet you!"
Manager Cao was slightly taken aback: "Please have a seat, everyone!"
"Manager Cao, I have a few bottles of pills here. I wonder if they would be of interest to you?" Mo Qingcheng flipped her wrist, and three exquisite small porcelain bottles appeared on the table.
Manager Cao was startled: "Young master, may I examine it more closely?"
"Manager Cao, please!" Mo Qingcheng gestured for him to enter.
Manager Cao gently removed the bottle stoppers one by one, and a rich medicinal aroma wafted out.
This is... a sixth-grade elixir?
Good heavens, you've arrived just in time.
"Young master..." Manager Cao said excitedly, "May I ask Master Yun to perform a paternity test?"
“Okay!” Mo Qingcheng did not object; professional matters should be handled by professionals.
Suppressing his inner turmoil, Manager Cao quickly turned around and went to personally invite Master Yun.
Master Yun is a household name, the number one alchemist of a reclusive family, a seventh-level alchemist, who presides over the Yuelai Auction House for three days every month.
It's quite a coincidence that Master Yun is here today.
A short while later, an arrogant voice came from outside the door: "Hmph! You old fool, do you know the consequences of favoring this master?"
Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched; it seemed that Master Yun was a quirky old man.
"Master Yun, please calm down. What if you get sick from getting angry?" Manager Cao was at his wits' end.
"Master Yun, I guarantee you'll be satisfied, is that not enough?" Manager Cao's face was burning with embarrassment, and he dared not meet anyone's gaze.
"Satisfied? Satisfied my ass!" Master Yun sneered. "Old man, you know my temper..."
"Yes, yes, yes! Master Yun..."
"What? A sixth-grade pill?" Master Yun's breath hitched. "Bullshit! Are you trying to fool me because I'm deaf?"
"puff!"
"Cough cough..."
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