A petite girl with delicate features, wearing ankle boots, trousers, and a trench coat, with long hair reaching her waist, leaped high onto the stage, causing a moment of silence in the auction hall.
After a moment of silence, a burst of loud, disdainful laughter erupted: "Where did this little girl come from? Get down here, get down! Are you still breastfeeding?"
"Little brat, where are your parents? Get them to take you downstairs right now. Don't think you're some kind of genius who can pull things out of nothing, just because you're jumping around like that. You're making a fool of yourself here!"
Even worse, some started throwing things onto the stage: "You reckless girl, are you even fully grown yet? Get off the stage right now! Do you think you can just take what belongs to the goddess of war from 3,000 years ago?"
Jiang Si glanced sideways, turned her body, and caught what was thrown at her—a small stone weighing about half a pound. She thought highly of her.
Jiang Si weighed the stone in her hand, her voice clear and arrogant: "You're right, besides me, no one else has actually pulled out this knife."
After saying that, she threw something with her backhand, and with a bang, it hit the person who threw it accurately: "If you have a problem with that, come down and fight me one-on-one!"
The person who threw the object was hit on the forehead, and blood gushed out from a gaping hole that couldn't be contained even with a hand.
Jiang Si raised her head, her dark eyes scanning the surroundings, and said provocatively, "What kind of petty animal throws things to ambush people? If you're so capable, come down and fight me one-on-one. It'll add some excitement, won't it?"
The 360-degree non-rotating projection displayed her icy gaze and delicate face flawlessly.
Those who looked down on her were shocked. They all felt that they had been rash and had offended someone they shouldn't have. At the same time, they wondered, "Whose child is this? How can she be so strong? I've never heard of her before."
Huai Guo had seen his share of grand occasions, but the scene before him made him wish he could turn back time and slap himself. Even as an appraiser, he had made mistakes. Today, when Miss A Jiang and her father came, he completely ignored her.
She thought he was just a little girl who came out with her father to broaden her horizons, but she never expected that the clown was himself.
Huai Guo walked over and cautiously called out, "Miss A-Jiang?"
"It's me!" Jiang Si's coldness vanished, replaced by an innocent and harmless expression: "What can I do for you?"
Huai Guo's smile froze slightly: "I dare not instruct you, I dare not instruct you. Are you going to draw your sword? If you do, I'll give you a 20% discount, no, a 30% discount!"
30% off?
Her old friend.
A 20% discount won't work.
Another 30% off?
Who is being humiliated?
Jiang Si casually pointed to the rusty Tang sword: "What's its starting price?"
Huai Guo considered for a moment, then gestured with his hand: "700 million, after a 30% discount, is..."
Jiang Si waved her hand, pointing at the rusty Tang sword, and said generously, "No need for discounts. That little plant you bid on before was priced at 600 million. I'll have someone send you two later. Buy one, get one free. Deal?"
Huai Guo exclaimed excitedly, "You mean, that plant just now was level 7..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Si nodded: "Yes, is it a deal?"
This is like a windfall.
A rusty knife.
You can exchange it for a unique variety personally cultivated by a Rank 7 Healer.
Suppressing his excitement, Huai Guo hurriedly struck the small bell beside him with the small hammer in his hand, afraid that Miss A Jiang would change her mind and not let the 7th-level plant healer plant two plants: "Deal, you pull out this knife, and this knife is yours."
At the auction, people looked at the stage and saw two people whispering to each other, but they couldn't hear what they were saying. Then they heard the small bell ring, and the rusty sword, known as the Goddess of War, was sold.
Bo Jichen shifted his position and sat in Jiang Si's seat, then asked Agares in a low voice, "Baby, don't you have anything you want to ask me?"
Agares placed his hands on his lap, his left index finger tapping the back of his right hand. "I do have a question for you, teacher!"
ah!
He finally began to have doubts.
To get rid of the Fifth Sister.
He's hugging his soft, cuddly wife?
Congratulations! Your Majesty no longer needs to worry.
Bo Jichen said with great interest, "Ask me any questions, and I will answer them to the best of my ability."
Agares opened his mouth and said emotionlessly, "Teacher, do you still remember what Article 280 of the Imperial Criminal Code you taught me says?"
Bo Jichen: "..."
Article 280 of the Imperial Criminal Code?
What was it again?
Forgery, fabrication of national identity...
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