"So much nonsense," Xuanyuan Qi said impatiently, "Do you have any substantial evidence? If you don't have any evidence and you're trying to slander me, I'll report you to the police."
Xuanyuan Qi only wanted evidence, no matter how much Nangong Yu said, it would be useless. His method was crude, but very effective.
Nangong Yu vowed not to give up until he achieved his goal: "Fellow Daoist, do you dare to reveal your identity?"
"Heh..." Xuanyuan Qi laughed, "Fellow Daoist, you have a good plan. Do I have to report my identity to you? How shameless!"
The guy next door was as good at arguing with people as Xuanyuan Qi. Ling Xiang couldn't help but burst out laughing.
As luck would have it, the ban on Box No. 3 was not opened, and Ling Xiang's laughter spread out.
"Ahem..." Feng Xiaoyun immediately reminded, "Young Miss, the restriction is not activated."
Knowing that he was exposed, Ling Xiang simply opened the window and said to the auction table downstairs:
"Is the auction house condoning some people's unreasonable behavior? My fellow Taoist next door has been bidding for so long and no one has raised the price, and the auction house still hasn't made a decision. Are they waiting for things to get out of hand?"
Xuanyuan Qi hurried to the window and nodded to Ling Xiang.
Ling Xiang looked straight ahead, closed the window, and no longer cared about the gossip outside.
Xuanyuan Qi greeted his wife for the second time, but failed...
Ling Xiang's words successfully diverted everyone's attention. At the signal of the person in charge, the auctioneer struck the auction hammer in her hand.
After three calls, the auctioneer beamed, "Congratulations to the VIP in Box 4 for winning the Lingxiao Immortal Soul."
Soon, the person in charge of the auction house came to settle the bill with Ling Xiang.
The person who came in was wearing a smiling mask. He placed the storage bag and the things Ling Xiang had photographed on the table, looking very professional.
"Dear guest, this is your proceeds from today's auction. After deducting the auction house's commission and your expenses, there are still 899,991,250,000 spirit stones left. Please count them."
Ling Xiang opened the storage bag, quickly counted everything with his spiritual sense, and accepted everything: "No problem, happy cooperation. By the way, when will the Blood Flame Tears be traded?"
The visitor took out another storage bag and said, "The transaction for the Blood Flame Tears has been arranged and will be carried out shortly. I have prepared some rare treasures especially for you. I hope you will accept them."
Ling Xiang opened the storage bag and saw that it was filled with precious herbs, seeds, and refining materials that he had been collecting. He became alert:
"Your auction house is really thoughtful. These are all great items. If you put them outside, it would take a lot of effort to get so many good things."
It was Xuanyuan Qi under the mask: "It's my honor if the distinguished guest likes it."
Ling Xiang smiled and said, "Your auction house is so sincere. I'll buy all these things. In addition to the market price and your 10% commission, I'll give you an additional 10% commission. What do you think about this?"
Xuanyuan Qi already knew that Ling Xiang wouldn't take anything for free, and he had already roughly estimated its value. Ling Xiang's proceeds from today's auction were more than enough to cover these expenses. "Okay."
The people at the auction house fiddled with the abacus in an orderly manner, calculating and telling Ling Xiang the value of each item, with an honest look on their face.
Everyone present listened carefully. The other party was indeed sincere. Every item was calculated based on the lowest market price, and they did not take advantage of Ling Xiang at all.
Ling Xiang was increasingly puzzled. After the other party calculated the total price, he didn't rush into the transaction. Instead, he asked, "Excuse me, has the VIP in the next-door box, number four, left?"
When his wife asked about his news, Xuanyuan Qi immediately had countless thoughts flashing through his mind. In order not to reveal himself, he calmly said, "Not yet."
"Please tell your auction house that I want to make friends with them."
Xuanyuan Qi said in embarrassment: "Sorry, this is against the rules. The auction house is determined to keep it confidential for VIPs."
"As the original owner of Ling Xiao Xian Soul, can I meet the person who took the photo of Ling Xiao Xian Soul?"
Xuanyuan Qi shook his head: "No, the auction house must protect every VIP who comes to the auction house."
Ling Xiang was puzzled: "Then why can the owner of the Blood Flame Tears ask to see me?"
Xuanyuan Qi explained, "Because he had already decided on this before the deal, and you didn't declare it in advance. Of course, if you don't want to see the owner of the Blood Flame Tears, you can refuse to see him. If he has any objections, he can cancel the deal. This is your right."
Ling Xiang took a step back. "Please ask the other party about their wishes. This won't hinder them, right? Regardless of whether they are willing or not, it shouldn't be difficult for you to pass on my message, right?"
Xuanyuan Qi wasn't sure what Ling Xiang wanted to do, but since his wife wanted to see him, he couldn't refuse: "Okay."
Xuanyuan Qi went to the next room himself, and after a while, he sent someone who looked very similar to him to replace him: "VIP, the other party has agreed. Would you like to trade the Blood Flame Tears first or meet the VIP next door first?"
Yuan Zhengqing had solved countless cases and was very observant. No matter how well the other party disguised themselves, they couldn't hide it from him. He immediately reminded them, "Ling Xiang, they changed people. The person under the mask is not the same person as before."
Ling Xiang already had some guesses in her mind, "Of course I'll see the guy next door first. After all, it was me who took the initiative to ask, so I wouldn't want to make him wait."
"VIP, please."
Ling Xiang walked to the next door, where Phantom, wearing a mask, was guarding the door. He said respectfully, "My Palace Master said that he only saw one person."
Palace Master? Are you going to stop pretending? Are you going to show your hand?
Ling Xiang went in alone.
The aroma of tea wafted through the air. The masked man, upon seeing Ling Xiang come in, said politely, "Fairy, please take a seat."
"Your Excellency is so wealthy and powerful that he really deserves our respect." Ling Xiang went straight to the point.
"Excuse me." Xuanyuan Qi poured a cup of tea and handed it to Ling Xiang. "I wonder what the fairy wants to see me about?"
"I want to ask you about someone."
Xuanyuan Qi's heart suddenly skipped a beat. A certain suspicion made it impossible for him to remain calm any longer.
"If you want to find out about someone, you can go to Luowang. Luowang covers everything in the world, so finding out about a person is no problem at all."
Ling Xiang nodded. "There's no conflict between asking Luo Wang and asking you, right? Your Excellency, please listen to who I want to inquire about first."
Xuanyuan Qi was worried that Ling Xiang was asking him about him, but he was also worried that Ling Xiang wasn't asking him about him. He was very conflicted: "Who?"
Ling Xiang stared at him: "This person, a man, took my things and left without giving me any explanation. I want to ask him for an explanation."
Xuanyuan Qi was almost at the point of collapse from being stared at. He wanted to reveal his identity to Ling Xiang, but he was worried that she would be angry about his previous behavior and ignore him. He had no choice but to shrink into his shell and continue to pretend to be calm:
"The fairy should be asking for a sermon. I wonder what his name is, and what his characteristics are?"
"He's over eight feet tall, with a handsome face, a three-dimensional outline, and a strong masculine charm. However, he's a bit dishonest and seems to deserve a beating. As for his name, he's known as the Lord of the Azure Dragon Palace. Do you know him?"
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