I'm not well-read, don't lie to me

Ye Bai was currently in a concealed blind spot, blocked by thick curtains.

Even the surveillance cameras couldn't see this spot. Taking advantage of his job as a cleaner, he had already thoroughly investigated everything nearby.

Including the camera positions, their angles, and so on. Even his presence here at the auction stage at this moment was permitted.

According to the rules set by the Dragon Soaring Auction House, when a raw stone was being cut on-site, the cleaners had to be ready to rush onto the stage at any moment to sweep away the debris from the stone, so as not to delay the next auction item.

Faced with this brawl, the other cleaners had all fled far away. Only Ye Bai was hiding behind the curtain, observing.

In this surveillance blind spot, a ripple appeared on Ye Bai's body.

The Thousand Changes Silkworm crawled out from the ripple. It seemed like it hadn't woken up yet, rubbing its big belly and smacking its lips, as if savoring something.

"Thousand Changes Silkworm, we've got a job. Hurry up and spit out transparent silk threads, and drag over the treasures I point out one by one."

Ye Bai's move was very risky; he had to act quickly and decisively. If the people from the Dragon Soaring Auction House caught him, he definitely wouldn't be able to escape.

Treasures?

Now I'm wide awake!

In the Thousand Changes Silkworm's mind, treasures equaled several plates of delicious food.

It also wanted to eat tasty things every day, just like the Boxing Rabbit.

The Thousand Changes Silkworm looked left and right but didn't see any treasures. It stared at Ye Bai with a puzzled expression, as if saying, "I haven't read much, don't you dare trick me. Where are the treasures?"

"Haha, Thousand Changes Silkworm, those treasures are in those broken stones."

"Spit out your silk thread in the direction I tell you."

"Later, I'll treat you to something delicious."

The Thousand Changes Silkworm made a "Really? Or not?" expression.

Ye Bai looked at the Thousand Changes Silkworm with a sincere face, his eyes as if saying, "When have I ever lied to you?"

The Thousand Changes Silkworm was defeated by Ye Bai's sincere gaze. It opened its mouth, and a crystal-clear silk thread shot out from its jaws.

It finally landed not far from the two of them.

The Thousand Changes Silkworm's silk thread was extremely tough. Ye Bai had tested it before; dragging dozens of kilograms of weight was no problem at all.

As the silk thread kept pulling, the raw stone fragment wrapped in gray mist slowly moved over bit by bit.

Thanks to the Four-armed Mantis cutting the huge raw stone into countless palm-sized pieces.

And thanks to the chaos caused by the two men fighting.

Everyone's attention was on the two of them, and no one paid any mind to these worthless stone fragments, giving Ye Bai the chance to fish in troubled waters.

When the silk thread had moved the fragment to his feet, Ye Bai immediately stored the raw stone piece into his Pet Beast Space.

"Good, well done."

"Thousand Changes Silkworm, there's that piece too."

The Thousand Changes Silkworm spat out silk thread and slowly collected the raw stone fragments into its grasp.

It was only when dragging the last piece that a slight problem arose.

The raw stone fragment made some noise when it hit the ground, but He Guangda and the Appraiser's brawl had drawn everyone's attention.

In the end, the Thousand Changes Silkworm managed to pull over this raw stone fragment radiating gray mist without any major incident.

Before leaping into the spatial ripple, the Thousand Changes Silkworm made a rubbing-hands gesture with its tongue, signaling Ye Bai to remember its "Sweat and Blood Merit."

It wanted good food, lots and lots of good food.

After a long while, when the two had fought enough, He Guangda and the Appraiser were finally pulled apart.

Both were bruised and swollen from the fight. He Guangda's Gold-Rimmed Glasses were knocked askew, and his entire suit was wrinkled and crumpled.

At this moment, he was filled with endless regret, his eyes bloodshot, completely devoid of his former refined and elegant demeanor.

He was now just a gambler who had lost his mind, his head full of the three hundred million Alliance Coins he had just thrown away.

"Second Master He, do you want these packed up and taken back? Maybe if you cut them, there might be something hidden inside."

This raw stone was the last auction item. The Host had plenty of time to enjoy He Guangda's disheveled appearance.

"Do you want me to cut it for you right here?" the Host asked casually.

"Cut, why not cut?" At this moment, He Guangda was extremely anxious. As long as there was a sliver of hope, he would cling to it tightly.

A glimmer of hope flashed in He Guangda's eyes. If he could cut out some treasure, at least he could recover some of his losses.

The Four-armed Mantis kept cutting, dust flying, but He Guangda grew more and more disappointed.

The stone material containing the treasure had long been picked up by Ye Bai. The remaining stones couldn't yield anything at all. So in the end, He Guangda, like a gambler who had lost everything, slumped to the ground.

He grabbed his hair fiercely with both hands, transforming from a spirited middle-aged man into a completely dejected wreck.

It was over, completely over.

He had just become the Acting Family Head when he ran into something like this. Once he returned to the family, he would likely be immediately ousted.

He might even be forced to compensate for the three hundred million loss. His life had become utterly bleak.

He Guangda collapsed to the ground, then was carried away by others, while Ye Bai swept up the stone fragments bit by bit with a broom.

By the time he finished work, it was already eleven at night.

He stretched his sore and numb body, joints popping with a cracking sound.

The pay here was decent, but the labor intensity was brutal.

An ordinary person couldn't handle it, especially when He Guangda had recklessly insisted on completely slashing the Stone Material.

He and the cleaner beside him both looked utterly helpless—the workload had suddenly skyrocketed.

Tonight, he'd witnessed a farce; after this night, He Guangda likely no longer had the ability to cause him trouble.

This counted as clearing an obstacle for himself. He wondered how much useful intel tonight's intelligence refresh would bring.

Slap, slap.

Steward Wang, still guarding the old site of Fangyuan Pet House late into the night, swatting mosquitoes, knew in his heart that Ye Bai wouldn't show up.

He had already heard about what happened at Dragon Soaring Auction House.

The plan targeting Ye Bai had fizzled out. Now the He Family was saddled with a much bigger problem—if they mishandled it, their capital chain might snap.

What a disaster. A full three hundred million, gone like it was nothing but pocket change.

This news would likely stir up a storm within the He Family, and their internal infighting would probably grow even fiercer.

Steward Wang was now considering whether to look for a new job.

To be honest, ever since he entered the He Family, it had been a long time since he'd cracked a smile.

A madman who constantly shouted about dragging everyone down with him.

A madwoman who couldn't resist staging a dramatic runaway act at the drop of a hat.

And a mad old master who wanted to bankrupt people over the slightest whim—Steward Wang had had enough.

This time, no one could humiliate me again. Not even a whole lot of money—no way!

It would have to be an absolutely enormous pile of cash before I'd stoop and bow!

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