Upon hearing this, the other cultivators in the auction house began to whisper among themselves again.
"What does Rong Zi mean by that? Does it mean she didn't steal Yun Qin's Crimson Flame Fruit? Is Yun Qin lying?"
"Judging from what you're saying, it seems there's more to it than that."
"I think I can smell the melon again..."
Yun Qin hadn't fully processed Rong Zi's words when she heard her mention the Crimson Flame Fruit again. She snapped, "What nonsense are you spouting? With my status, would I possibly steal your things?"
"What nonsense are you spouting now?" Rong Zi tossed the Crimson Flame Fruit in his hand and retorted, "Do I look like someone who's short of Crimson Flame Fruit and would steal it from a penniless pauper like you?"
Yun Qin clenched her fists in anger, "Who are you calling a penniless pauper?"
"I'm talking about you."
Rong Zi turned her head to look at the auction stage on the first floor, and her face instantly changed to a sweet smile. "Beautiful sister, could you please tell this lady next door whose Crimson Flame Fruit her second senior brother just bid on?"
The beautiful auctioneer chuckled and covered her lips with her hand.
“Of course it belongs to you, Miss Rong.”
"Not only is the one you bid on, Fellow Daoist Qin, yours, but the second one is also yours."
The Crimson Flame Fruit at today's auction was added at the last minute. She was present at the time, so she knew who the consignor was.
Unexpectedly, Rong Zi had more than two Crimson Flame Fruits in her hands.
This turn of events was completely unexpected by everyone, and the entire auction house fell into an eerie silence once again.
Rong Zi glanced at Yun Qin and asked, "Did you hear that? You're penniless!"
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