Ya Fei's Misstep

"Sir, if you've come to bid, then you've come at the right time. The finale of today's auction is a Profound Rank High Grade technique. You may be interested in collecting it."

Ya Fei casually brushed her palm, and a gold-lettered list appeared in her hand. She handed it to Feng Wu and said, "Look, this is it—the Profound Rank High Grade Wind Scroll Skill. It's just a pity that it's a Wind Attribute technique. But if you collect it to trade with others in the future, or to establish a family force, it would definitely be the most suitable choice."

Holding the list, Ya Fei leaned close to Feng Wu's side, her body faintly brushing against his arm as she bent slightly and pointed things out to him.

Although Feng Wu had not come to auction anything, Ya Fei knew that he had accumulated a considerable fortune. He was undoubtedly a high-quality buyer as well.

The fragrant breeze lingered before his nose, along with the hair bun lowered at his side, the patch of snow-white skin exposed on Ya Fei's back beneath her long red dress, and those soul-stirring curves.

It was as though she were enticing Feng Wu to wrap an arm around her waist, yet she kept just enough distance to retreat at any moment.

Feng Wu suppressed his somewhat restless, racing heartbeat. He was a normal man too.

What a shrewd little enchantress!

"Ahem—!" Feng Wu decided to teach Ya Fei a lesson.

He pretended to be bewitched and made as if to pull her into his arms.

Although Ya Fei had been introducing the auction items on the list, she had been watching Feng Wu's movements from the corner of her eye.

The moment she saw him move, she secretly laughed. After receiving so many guests, one has finally taken the bait!

Yet her feet were not slow in the slightest. Though she used her body to entice people, she had never allowed anyone to take advantage of her.

Judging from her footwork, it was clearly a rather profound movement Dou Technique.

Relying on this Dou Technique, Ya Fei, despite possessing only the strength of a Dou Zhe, had made many influential figures lose sight of her. This time would certainly be no exception!

"Ah~!" With a soft, alluring moan, Ya Fei was dragged into Feng Wu's embrace by his Absorption Palm.

Feng Wu's burning palm wrapped around Ya Fei's waist. Even the thin silk robe could not block his body heat.

Both of them shuddered. Ya Fei's neck and face instantly flushed crimson. No man had ever touched her body before. She wanted to escape, yet she did not dare make the slightest movement.

Ya Fei had never imagined that she would be unable to escape, nor had she expected Feng Wu to be so bold!

But they were in the VIP Room now, with no one else around. Ya Fei knew how alluring her body was, and she feared that if she moved again, Feng Wu might truly lose his reason.

Feng Wu's body and mind also trembled. This damned sensation!

Especially with Ya Fei's soft body leaning into his arms, Feng Wu felt as though he were being roasted over blazing flames.

"Gulp!" Feng Wu swallowed hard, causing Ya Fei's body to tense even further as a nervous look appeared on her face.

"Ahem—!" Feng Wu coughed to conceal his embarrassment. Two breaths later, his indifferent voice emerged from beneath the cloak. "This time, consider it a lesson. There will not be a next time!"

Feng Wu's calm voice made Ya Fei quietly breathe a sigh of relief. Over the years, she had become quite accurate at judging situations. This time, things should be fine.

"Ah~!" But before she could relax, Feng Wu gave Ya Fei another surprise!

The hand around her waist restlessly slid downward, nearly landing on her ample curves. The sudden numb tingling made Ya Fei cry out involuntarily.

"Hmph!" Feng Wu snorted coldly beneath his cloak. "Little girl, walk the proper path. Don't play with fire, or one day you might get burned without even knowing how to regret it! Don't try this sort of trick on this old man again. Next time, this old man cannot guarantee that he'll be able to hold back!"

"Smack—!"

"Ah—!"

A sharp impact and a piercing, lingering cry rang out in the VIP Room. Feng Wu gave Ya Fei a smack, then pushed her out of his embrace.

Feng Wu did not actually mind taking Ya Fei for himself while he was at it. This VIP Room had particularly good soundproofing.

However, behind Ya Fei stood the Mittel Auction House. Although Sea Emperor Poseidon had "disappeared," it was still a major force with a Dou Wang in command.

Feng Wu had no desire to completely offend the Mittel Auction House.

It was only because the Mittel Auction House could not determine his true identity, and because of his reputation as an Alchemist whose rank no one could guess, that Feng Wu dared to act so recklessly.

"Enough nonsense. Take me to the auction hall," Feng Wu said flatly, unwilling to continue entangling himself with Ya Fei alone in this room.

He was not Liu Xiahui!

He had nearly gone too far just now!

After being pushed away by Feng Wu, Ya Fei was somewhat dazed, her scalp tingling. When she heard his voice, her feet slipped, and she nearly lost her balance.

"Ah—ah, alright." After being suddenly ambushed by Feng Wu several times, Ya Fei was rather flustered.

But Ya Fei had maneuvered through the Mittel Auction House for so many years, so she had her own abilities. After taking a few more breaths to adjust herself, she regained her usual smile.

"Then please follow me, sir." It was as though nothing had happened.

Even as she walked ahead of Feng Wu, Ya Fei's waist still swayed like a water snake. Who knew whether she had restrained herself at all...

Enchantress! Feng Wu did not know how many times he had evaluated Ya Fei that way in his heart. Slightly bent over, he slowly followed behind her. Fortunately, his cloak was wide enough...

He unconsciously raised his right hand and grasped at the air twice. He had enjoyed himself today.

Following Ya Fei all the way to the auction hall, Feng Wu entered a private room.

Ya Fei led Feng Wu to his seat, then said softly, "Please wait a moment, sir. The auction will not begin for another half hour. There are fruits and pastries here. If you need anything... there are maids nearby. I'm sure they would be very willing to serve you."

After saying that, Ya Fei hurried away. Yet she did not realize that without that trace of seductiveness in her voice, the pure contrast had delivered another heavy blow to Feng Wu.

After leaving, Ya Fei found a corner alone and calmed herself for quite a while. She did not know whether it was an illusion, but she felt that that embrace, and... that palm, had seemed especially young.

This was also an important reason why Ya Fei had not flown into a rage for no reason. After calming down, Ya Fei's experience told her that this might have been the most correct decision she had ever made in her life.

There might be surprises in the future.

"Looks like Xiao Yan hasn't brought over the Foundation Establishment Spirit Liquid yet." Feng Wu looked around the auction floor.

There was no sign of Xiao Yan's classic black-robed disguise, nor was there any Foundation Establishment Spirit Liquid on the auction item list Ya Fei had given him.

However, Xiao Zhan, Gale Bi Lie, and Ouba Pa—the three great powers of Wu Tan City—had all arrived.

They were not in private rooms, not because they lacked the qualifications, but because there was no need. Sitting outside and allowing everyone to clearly see their identities was also a form of deterrence toward other competitors.

After another full half hour or so, Feng Wu suddenly straightened. He was here!

Watching the black-robed figure stroll in, Feng Wu was one hundred percent certain that it was Xiao Yan.

I wonder what Yao Chen's expression will be then?