Chapter 151 Auction postponed

For those front-row guests who recognized Douma's identity, everything that happened tonight was like a roller coaster ride, with ups and downs and quite exciting.

First they came to the auction with great enthusiasm, then an accident happened and they almost lost their lives. Before they could complain in their hearts about how unlucky they were today, they were surprised to find that the person who had just saved them was actually the Transcendent, whom they had always wanted to make friends with but had never found a chance to approach.

The frightened faces finally froze in joy at having turned a disaster into a blessing, and combined with their ferocious looks at the moment, their expressions were extremely strange and torn. At least those who didn't know Douma's identity found this scene extremely bizarre.

"Are they scared to death?" an uninformed guest in the back row muttered quietly, nudging his companion with his arm, trying to gain his approval: "Don't you think their reaction is weird?"

"Hiss - it does sound a bit strange when you put it that way." The companion who originally didn't notice this detail took a breath of cold air when reminded by his friend, and at the same time curiously stretched his neck forward, trying to figure out what was going on.

Although the young man's attack just now was quite sudden, people at their level are not unaware of the existence of people with special abilities. Logically, the big shots in front should know more about it, so why do they all look like they have seen a ghost now?

He was not the only one who was curious. Most of the people around him behaved in the same way. Some of the more reserved ladies also pricked up their ears and listened to the gossip coming from other people without making a sound.

Not to mention how the guests in the back row who didn't know the truth were scratching their heads, the people in the front who knew the truth exchanged glances tacitly, ignored the whispers, and decided unanimously to keep the secret.

Facing the 'friends' who came over to get the news, these chicken-skinned guys just shook their heads and played dumb: "Ah? I'm fine, I just got scared all of a sudden and lost control of my facial expressions."

The answer is nothing. It is impossible to share the information. I can only pretend to be stupid and get away with it.

It's so funny. There is only one Transcendent, but there are so many competitors who want to get close to him. The competition between them is already fierce enough. They will not waste the initiative and foolishly provide the superior intelligence in their hands for free to those who have not yet reacted.

A fierce battle with the family's future and personal prospects at stake thus begins. After all, among the people present, there is no one who does not want to win the favor of the country's only transcendent Douma.

However, these people's eagerness to act all died when they saw their own reflections in other people's eyes: ... grass (a kind of plant), isn't this too rude? If they use this honor to get in, will it leave a bad first impression on Lord Douma?

The image burden and the fear of screwing up have successfully stopped most people from moving forward, while a small number of people are even more shameless (crossed out) and have a fighting spirit, and they boldly move forward to the surpasser.

The best among them is Karasuma Shoma, who was almost killed by a falling crystal lamp but was fortunately saved by Douma.

Karasuma Shoma is quite capable himself, as he was chosen by the picky Karasuma Renya to be the vessel. Smart and handsome are just the two most prominent features of him. Apart from that, he has a special skill that only very few people can appreciate, which is that he is shameless (crossed out), not afraid of the cold faces of those in a higher position, and is used to trying to please people.

Otherwise, Karasuma Shoma, who was neither the eldest nor the legitimate son, would not have been able to successfully stand out among the dozen or so grandchildren and be chosen by Karasuma Renya at first sight. Although this was not a good thing in essence, it also demonstrated his ability in this regard.

Being suddenly pulled down from the stage by a stranger with supernatural powers and escaping a brush with death was naturally a great thing, but the terrible experience of not being caught and instead falling to the ground was enough to make Karasuma Shoma, a young master with a bad temper, feel dissatisfied.

But just as Karasuma Shoma was struggling to get up from the ground and was about to find the guy who saved the man but didn't save him to the end to have a quarrel, he heard the old man of the Nakatani family, Nakatani Osamu, actually respectfully addressing the guy as "Sir Douma".

Karasuma Shoma, who was very aware of the current situation, was immediately frightened. He changed his original plan of causing trouble and suddenly jumped up to the gentleman to express his gratitude with a thick face.

The name 'Douma' alone might just be a coincidence with that of the transcendent Excellency, but if one adds the fact that he is also a person with special abilities and is addressed as Excellency by the extremely high-ranking Mr. Nakatani, then this person's identity is obvious.

Karasuma Shojin's expression changed almost instantly. His handsome face, which originally contained a hint of anger, immediately smiled like a flower. Fortunately, he had a good foundation, so he didn't look ugly when smiling like this. Instead, it made him look more likable and honest: "Your Excellency's life-saving grace, I simply can't repay you blablablabla..."

"It's just a small favor. No need to thank me." Douma responded coldly. Don't think he didn't see the change of expression that this super spendthrift just performed.

Unfortunately, Douma's indifference could not stop Karasuma Shoma's endless flattery. It was obvious that he didn't care about this cold face at all.

Not to mention that the Transcendent was just a little cold to him, he was not afraid even if he was more extreme. Karasuma Shoma ignored the fact that his clothes were torn, his hairstyle was basically ruined, and his face was dirty. After all, he was a professional in entertaining people with colorful clothes!

Douma, the one being flattered, was almost embarrassed. He never expected that even though he had left the influence of the port mafia, he would still be attacked by others with flattery, and it was an enhanced version of that.

Douma looked at Gin for help from across the crowd, sending a distress signal with his eyes: Shut up, Gin!

Gin, who was always paying attention to his boss, naturally noticed the look Douma gave him, and then... nothing else happened. Douma, who had been out of touch with others for many years, failed to successfully connect with his loyal subordinate this time.

Gin didn't realize that he and his boss were on the same page. He nodded to his boss who glanced at him indifferently.

Considering what had just happened, Gin immediately understood what was going on and put on his hat, then left the crowd in a very low-key manner and went to investigate whether this accident was a real accident or a murder disguised as an accident.

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in Gin's dark green eyes, and he immediately went to search for suspicious clues, leaving Douma with Erkang's hand alone.

Gin was unexpectedly unreliable in this regard. Fortunately, before Douma was embarrassed enough to use his toes to dig out a three-bedroom, one-living room apartment on the spot, Furuya Rei, who radiated the light of righteousness, descended from the sky and resolved his predicament.

"Mr. Karasuma, sorry to bother you. I'm Rei Furuya from the Public Security Bureau. Here's my ID." Rei Furuya took out a small notebook from his suit pocket and handed it to Karasuma Shoma. After Karasuma Shoma confirmed the authenticity of the ID, he continued, "I'm sorry to inform you, Mr. Karasuma. I suspect that the incident just now was not a simple accident, so the auction will need to be postponed."

"What did you say?! Postponement?" Karasuma Sho was furious like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He showed no trace of the meekness he had just shown in front of Douma. He arrogantly threw the small notebook back to Furuya Rei's chest, glanced at Furuya Rei with contempt in his eyes, and asked back, "Do you know how much money our Karasuma family will lose because of your frivolous postponement?"

"Shouma, don't be rude. This is Inspector Furuya." An old man with white hair and beard, hunched over, walked out from the crowd that was trying to avoid him. He walked to Karasuma Shouma with difficulty using a cane and reprimanded him sternly.

Karasuma Shoma frowned at the old man, his tone showing obvious impatience: "Uncle, why did you come without telling me in advance?"

"If I hadn't come, how would I have known that you were so rude outside." Old Mr. Karasuma waved his cane as if to hit someone, and his movements were so agile that one would never have guessed that he was a centenarian.

Karasuma Shoma swiftly dodged the cane that was heading for his calf, his face flushed red, and he said in a sinister tone, "Uncle, I am the head of the Karasuma family now, after all, it is not appropriate for you to do this."

After all, he is a young man who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. At this moment, Karasuma Shoma completely forgot about pretending to be a good boy in front of Douma, and his true nature was exposed directly when he got angry.

Just when the old and young of the Karasuma family were about to start a fight, two beautiful ladies, each with their own unique characteristics, stepped out of the crowd and surrounded Karasuma Shoma. The short-haired lady, who was dressed gorgeously and had the aura of a young lady, asked worriedly, "Shoma, are you okay?"

"Mr. Shoma, does the wound hurt?" Almost at the same time, another long-haired girl with a pretty face and a gentle appearance touched the wound on Karasuma Shoma's cheek weakly.

"Ah, you guys... why are you all here?" Karasuma Shoma glanced at the short-haired lady with a twinkling look in his eyes, and avoided the long-haired girl's touch with a guilty conscience: "I'm fine."

It looked like something fishy was going on, and everyone around was looking at him with suspicion.

Douma, who also loves to eat melons, moved his ears and successfully captured the conversation between Mao Lilan and Kudo Shinichi not far away.

"Shinichi, what are they doing..."

"Oh, you two-timing scumbag, it looks like you're going to get into trouble tonight."

Mr. Karasuma is so old and has eaten more salt than most people have eaten rice. Naturally, he could see the relationship between the three people. He said to Douma, who has the highest status here, with a face full of shame: "I am sorry to make you laugh. This is Sho Mami's fiancée Hanasaka Ryoka."

As for the gentle girl with long hair, Mr. Karasuma didn't even mention her and simply ignored her. This made Karasuma Shojin, who was sympathetic to women, very angry, but he didn't dare to say anything in front of everyone.

Being ignored, Mayumi Niimura lowered her head in embarrassment. Karasuma Sho was silent, but Hanasaka Ryoka, the legitimate fiancée, stepped forward, touched the back of Mayumi Niimura's hand, and called her name in a comforting tone: "Mayumi."

Karasuma Shouma seemed to have just come to his senses and explained, "This is Ms. Niimura Mayumi, Ryoka's best friend since childhood."

Douma: Wuhu, the melon with complicated relationships is so delicious!