Chapter 330 The Ability to Resurrect
Just at this moment the door was pushed open, and the man knew who it was even without looking up.
When he spoke, his voice was somewhat inconsistent with his extremely handsome appearance. It was extremely clear and bright, like a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old.
"Hua Niang, you are becoming more and more informal when you come to me."
Hua Niang smiled, her grace radiant. "Why, is the owner going to punish me?"
The man chuckled, "It's really not easy to hear you call yourself a subordinate."
He thought of the spiritual power he had just used, so he asked, "Did you bring back that old man in black robes?"
Hua Niang hummed, "To be precise, Lin Hu brought him back. Lin Hu said this old man saved his life and was also an alchemist, so I invited him back. I don't know what rank he is, but judging by his age, he should be at least a third-rank alchemist."
"puff……"
The man suddenly laughed, "Hua Niang, your eyesight is getting worse and worse."
"Hmm?" Hua Niang didn't understand what he meant for a moment. "Could it be that he is only a second-grade, or even a first-grade, alchemist?"
The man shook his head, "How old do you think he is?"
"About fifty."
"Stupid, but under twenty."
"What?" Hua Niang was quite surprised. "But whether I listen to the voice or look at the bone age, I feel..."
She was halfway through her words when she saw the man's increasingly confident expression. She sighed softly, "It seems I'm really old. I was wrong."
The man's pupils gleamed. "He's disguised too well. If it weren't for that mental power just now, I would have been mistaken. But with such powerful mental power, your guess about the alchemist's rank is correct."
A talented young alchemist deserves more respect than those who rely on their age and seniority. Treat him well."
Hua Niang nodded, "It's the owner, I understand. Owner, what the person from Zhongzhou wants today..."
Mentioning Zhongzhou, the man's eyes showed a hint of disgust. "No matter whether they have a favorite slave or not, they will definitely take one of them today, because their second young master is almost dying of illness."
Hua Niang took a deep breath. "How rare! Isn't it said that Saint Yun has the ability to bring the dead back to life?"
The man snorted coldly, his eyes filled with an ambiguous expression. "Today's auction will proceed as usual. You may leave."
Seeing that the owner had no intention of continuing the conversation, Hua Niang stopped asking questions and obediently bowed and left.
Everyone said that she was unruly and unceremonious in front of the host, but only she knew that in front of the host, there was a gap between them that could never be crossed.
She could never guess what the owner was thinking.
She would never be able to discover the strength of the owner of the field.
Just like now, she didn't even know what the owner's true appearance was. Every time they met, his face was covered by a golden skull mask.
The only characteristic she knew about the owner was his right eye.
Unlike the pitch-black pupil of his left eye, his right eye always sparkled with golden light, as beautiful as the sunset.
Perhaps only the owner himself knows his true identity.
After Hua Niang left, the owner's gaze was still on the box on the third floor, and suddenly the corners of his lips curled up.
Hiding age and gender.
Who are you?
At this time, on the third floor, Yun Guiyue was sitting in a box, looking in the direction of the man from a distance.
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