A Dandy's Antics

The Myriad Treasures Pavilion fell silent for a moment. Just as he was about to announce who the item belonged to, a lazy voice suddenly drifted down from somewhere upstairs. "I bid 1.8 million spirit stones."

The crowd immediately erupted in an uproar.

Mu Qingfeng searched with his gaze for a moment before it settled on a private room slightly left of center on the fifth floor.

The window of that private room had also been opened, revealing Nan Shangfeng.

Young Master Lu had already been wearing an angry expression and was about to fly into a rage, but when he saw Nan Shangfeng, his face stiffened, and he silently withdrew.

He considered himself a dandy, with few rivals when it came to spending money like dirt, but he had long heard of Nan Shangfeng's great reputation. Compared to him, he was ultimately a witch before a giant. Money was secondary; offending the other man would be more trouble than it was worth.

"Nan Shangfeng... you truly are..." Jin Chen was still drinking at the table. He smiled and shook his head without speaking.

In the neighboring private room, Long Yuhuan paid it no heed. She seemed scarcely interested in the first auction item, concentrating instead on the tea leaves unfurling in her cup.

"Will anyone raise the bid... Very well, then congratulations to Fellow Daoist Nan Shangfeng for acquiring the Cloud Dream Immortal Pillow." Mu Qingfeng symbolically asked once more. Seeing that no one continued bidding, he promptly announced the result.

The maid soon delivered the Cloud Dream Immortal Pillow. Nan Shangfeng paid the spirit stones, swept his sleeve, and put the pillow away, though he had actually sent it into Yuan Ming's hands.

Yuan Ming used his Spiritual Sense to inspect the jade pillow, but apart from the