After getting Ye Qiu's consent, Situ Changfeng also breathed a sigh of relief.

So scary.

If the starting price is not given well, who knows if he will slap me in the face.

That was a slap from the Supreme Being. If it hit you on the body, shit would splash out.

Damn, this business is so scary.

I have never done anything so exciting in my life.

I was all wet and sweaty.

"Okay! Master, if there's nothing else, I'll go down and make arrangements. Please wait a moment. The auction will start soon."

Ye Qiu waved his hand, sat back in his chair, and signaled him to leave.

Lin Qingzhu and Zhao Wan'er sat beside him obediently, and they were also expectant when they saw Situ Changfeng leave.

I wonder how high a price those treasures can be sold for.

During the long wait, more and more people entered the auction house.

At this time, Ye Qiu heard a noise coming from outside the door.

"Prince Gong, there is already a distinguished guest in the Tianzi Private Room. You cannot go in."

"Distinguished guest? Humph, as the Prince of Liyang, who else is more qualified to sit here than me?"

A disdainful voice was heard, the door of the private room opened, and an old man dressed in gorgeous clothes and looking very wealthy walked in.

Seeing this person coming in, Zhao Wan'er frowned.

Lin Qingzhu sensed her heresy and asked in a low voice: "Junior sister, what's wrong, do you know this person?"

Zhao Wan'er hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, I know him. He is my Prince Liyang. His surname is Zhao and his given name is Fu. According to seniority, I have to call him uncle."

Lin Qingzhu suddenly realized that this was the case.

Now that they were wearing masks, it was normal that Zhao Fu did not recognize Zhao Wan'er.

"Then why don't you go up and meet him?"

Lin Qingzhu said innocently. Zhao Wan'er rolled her eyes at her and said with a smile, "Senior sister, although we are related by blood, we are in the royal family and there is no kinship. What's more, I am a girl. I am not welcomed and I am not familiar with you. There is nothing to recognize."

Lin Qingzhu nodded. She understood this a little and felt unfair for Zhao Wan'er.

"Let me see who this distinguished guest is that dares to snatch my private room."

Zhao Fu walked in with an arrogant look on his face and glanced around.

She automatically ignored Lin Qingzhu and Zhao Wan'er beside her, thinking that they were just ordinary maids and paid no attention to them.

His eyes were fixed directly on Ye Qiu's back sitting in the main seat.

"Um?"

At first glance, Zhao Fu frowned and muttered, "Why is he a young man? Could he be the son of a big family?"

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt happy. If he was a child of an ordinary big family, then this matter would be easy to handle.

Ye Qiu turned around slowly, looked at him with a smile, and said nothing.

A steward nearby came up to explain, "I'm sorry, I didn't stop him and let him in."

The manager was scared to death at this moment. When Situ Changfeng left just now, he repeatedly told him to treat Ye Qiu well.

Treat him like your own father. If he gets angry, the entire treasure pavilion will be ruined.

Who would have thought that no matter how much he tried to persuade Zhao Fu, he couldn't do it and he insisted on breaking in.

Even death can't stop it.

The manager is feeling very miserable. If you want to die, don’t drag me into this. I’m still young.

Ye Qiu waved his hand without saying anything, motioning him to step aside, and looked at Zhao Fu, wanting to see what he wanted to do.

Zhao Fu looked at Ye Qiu carefully and almost determined his identity.

He must be a young master from a certain family, out for fun.

He doesn't have any special abilities, but he likes to show off and act cool, and wants to have the best of everything.

This Tianzihao private room must have been purchased by him at a huge price, right?

After thinking for a while, Zhao Fu pretended to be friendly and said with a smile: "Which family is this young man from?"

"I am the Prince of Liyang, Zhao Fu. I was the first one to see this elegant seat. Could you please give me a favor and give it to me?"

The royal family has always used courtesy before force.

Upon hearing that the other party was Prince Li Yang, Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhao Wan'er beside him.

Zhao Wan'er nodded and acknowledged his identity.

If it were someone else, this identity would probably scare them to death, but it doesn't work for him.

Ye Qiu said indifferently, "Prince Li Yang? Um...get out..."

After these words were spoken, Zhao Fu's old face suddenly darkened.

After hearing where he came from, Ye Qiu didn't even give him any face.

In this case, either he has a powerful background, or he is just a young man from a wealthy family who is not afraid of tigers and has just left home without having experienced the harsh treatment of society.

Zhao Fu calmed down and said gloomily, "May I ask where you are from, what is your name, and why do you think so little of the Liyang Dynasty?"

Ye Qiu became a little impatient and slowly stood up from his seat.

At this time, Situ Changfeng hurriedly ran in from outside the door. When he saw Ye Qiu stand up, Situ Changfeng was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.

Oh my god...

You must be scared to death. You come here right after I left.

Don't you know that I'm very fragile inside? I can't stand this kind of stimulation.

Fortunately, it was not too late! If it was a step late, Prince Gong would have died here today.

"Master, I'm sorry, my arrangement was not appropriate and people disturbed your fun.

Please be patient, I will solve it, I will solve it..."

Situ Changfeng quickly stepped forward to apologize and expressed his full willingness to resolve the issue.

At this time, he was so scared that he was sweating coldly, and he almost died.

You know, any rumors he heard about Ye Qiu were all rumors about him beating other big guys.

With that kind of temper, he even threatened to destroy the Holy Land of Bulao Mountain. If he got angry, he would destroy Xunyang Tower as well.

Thinking of this, Situ Changfeng wished he could kill Zhao Fulai.

Why do you have to go after this great god when you can go after anyone else?

"Manager Situ, what do you mean?"

Zhao Fu felt very unhappy when he saw Situ Changfeng trying to curry favor with Ye Qiu as soon as he came in, apologizing repeatedly and leaving himself aside.

He is a prince, is it possible that he is worse than a young boy?

Has Situ Changfeng gone mad doing business?

Instead of currying favor with the prince himself, he tried to curry favor with a young boy?

Hearing that he spoke first, Situ Changfeng felt very unhappy. He originally wanted to calm Ye Qiu down and explain to him.

Now that he has jumped out on his own initiative, we have to deal with him first.

Situ Changfeng's face changed, and he turned to look at Zhao Fu and said, "Prince Gong, I'm really sorry, this Tianzi No. 1 private room has already been occupied by a distinguished guest from Xunyang Tower. Please move to another private room."

After these words were spoken, Zhao Fu's face darkened. He didn't expect that Situ Changfeng would not give him any face at all.

I was also curious, what kind of background did Ye Qiu have that made Situ Changfeng fawn on him so much?

He was somewhat cautious in his heart, as he knew Situ Changfeng quite well. He had been the manager of the Treasure Pavilion at Xunyang Tower in Guangling City for many years.

He had seen all kinds of people, but he had never seen anyone as servile and humble as he was today.

Zhao Fu looked at Ye Qiu deeply, said nothing, turned around and left the Tianzihao private room.

As soon as he walked out of the private room, he ordered his attendants, "Go, check for me where this guy came from."

"I want to see what's so special about this guy who even Situ Changfeng has to bow down to."

At this time, in the No. 1 private room.

Ye Qiu watched Situ Changfeng finish handling the matter and smiled slightly, "Wan'er, are all the princes of Liyang like this?"

Zhao Wan'er curled her lips and said, "I don't know. I don't understand the character of these uncles."

“But Master, if you want to deal with him, you don’t have to consider my feelings.

Apart from my brother, I am not familiar with the so-called royal relatives..."

At this point, his eyes turned playful, and he said, "It's better to beat him up. It's better to beat him into a pig's head, so that he won't go crazy every day."

Ye Qiu was immediately happy.

You damn girl, that’s your own uncle, how could you just sell him out like that?

With a faint smile, Ye Qiu didn't take the farce just now to heart.

The so-called prince is just a small figure in his eyes. He can be destroyed in the blink of an eye and is not worth his attention.

I didn't do anything just now because I was concerned about Zhao Wan'er.

Finally, Ye Qiu said to Situ Changfeng: "Shopkeeper Situ, I don't want this to happen again."

"Do you... understand?"

Hearing Ye Qiu's calm tone, Situ Changfeng was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

These few seemingly understated words actually put him under tremendous pressure.

When it comes to strong people of their level, their moods are unpredictable and you have no way of figuring out what they are thinking.

If you do something wrong, he will slap you.

"Understood, understood. Rest assured, I promise that such a thing will never happen again..."

Situ Changfeng said with lingering fear.

Ye Qiu nodded and let him go about his business without making things difficult for him.

After all, the future business still depends on him.

At this time, in the Dizi private room, Prince Gong Zhao Fu sat down with a gloomy face.

Thinking about what happened just now, the angrier I got.

"Damn it! Which family is this kid from? He doesn't even give me face."

He pounded the chair angrily, and at this moment... the servant hurried in.

He said with an embarrassed look: "Your Majesty, we just checked and didn't find any useful information.

I don't know where this guy came from. He doesn't look like a descendant of an aristocratic family."

"What?"

Hearing this, Zhao Fu frowned.

"That's impossible. Situ Changfeng was so polite to him just now. He must be from an extraordinary family."

"Go ahead and check it out for me. If you can't find it out, don't come back in the future."

Zhao Fu said this viciously, and the servant was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly left the private room and continued to look for Ye Qiu's information.

But how could he find out? Ye Qiu was not an ordinary person, but the head of the Butian Sect.

If he was bolder and investigated in this direction, he might find some clues.

It's a pity that he determined that Ye Qiu was a child of a noble family, so he had to find someone to take the blame, a young man who had recently been active in Guangling City.