Xiao Yan: Master, Please Accept Me as Your Disciple! Fu Ye: Get Lost!

At dusk, Mittel Auction House.

That Qi Gathering Powder was purchased by Xiao Zhan, the Xiao Family patriarch, for the steep price of six hundred thousand gold coins.

"Big Brother Fu Ye, your Qi Gathering Powder was bought by the Xiao Family patriarch for six hundred thousand gold coins. After deducting the one-percent handling fee of six thousand gold coins, there are a total of five hundred ninety-four thousand gold coins here."

Ya Fei respectfully handed Fu Ye a Storage Ring. Under normal circumstances, she would also receive a one-percent commission, but since Fu Ye was helping her boost her performance, she did not take any.

"You're quite an honest girl. Still, take these fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins as your commission. Keep them and buy yourself something good to nourish your body."

Fu Ye stroked Ya Fei's head and placed a gold card with a ten-thousand-gold-coin limit into her palm.

In truth, Ya Fei's life in Wutan City had not been very pleasant. Perhaps her family treated her poorly, or perhaps she simply did not have much money on hand.

As a result, she normally could not afford anything nutritious.

Poor talent and no favor—such things were all too common in fantasy worlds.

If Xiao Yan had not helped her in the original story, Ya Fei might have remained trapped in Wutan City for her entire life.

"Big Brother Fu Ye, that wouldn't be right. You helped me boost my performance, so I can't take a commission."

Ya Fei was even more clever than Gu Yan, especially when it came to business. She was truly among the best.

"Take it. You're so skinny and weak that you don't even have the strength to massage my shoulders."

But just then, a slightly plump middle-aged man slowly pushed open the door