The second day after arriving at Black-Ink City passed uneventfully. On the morning of the third day, we had an early breakfast and got ready in the lobby downstairs to attend Black-Ink Auction.
When those young heroes saw me, they respected me a lot. It seemed that yesterday's killing of chickens and monkeys was effective. At this time, a young man suddenly had the courage to come close to me and asked in a low voice:
"Left Envoy, if we encounter something useful to us on Auction, can we buy it?"
I turned my head and glanced at him. The young man was timid and shrank his neck. I asked, "Do you have money?"
The young man lowered his head, but with a hint of disdain in his tone, he said, "When we left home, our family gave us money."
This answer made me laugh. Yes, these twenty young heroes come from various families, forces, and sects, and they are not alone. The forces behind them will definitely give enough Gold Coins when they go out. Otherwise, if they don't have enough money on the road, won't they lose their own face?
"You can make a bid, but... you are not allowed to compete maliciously with each other!"
I looked around them and set rules for them. There are a lot of fools on Auction who spend a lot of money and buy at a premium. I don't want such fools to appear around me.
After saying that, I turned around and asked, "Ya Fei, are everyone here?"
Well, I brought Ya Fei with me, and I found that she can also help me deal with trivial things, which is really useful.
She nodded and said, "Left Envoy, everyone is here." Yijiao, Han Yue and four others are also here.
"Then let's set off."
I waved my hand and Inn came out immediately. I walked in the front, followed by Little Fairy Doctor, Ling Ying, Yun Heng, Gu He and Gu He's disciple Liu Ling, then Han Yue, and then more than 20 guards were holding 20 young talents, asking them not to get separated.
There were more than fifty of us walking on the Black-Ink City street in a mighty manner, which aroused the side glances of the people around us. The people in front of us automatically moved to both sides like a tide, not daring to block the road.
When we arrived at Black-Ink Auction House, compared to the crowds gathered from all sides of Black-Corner Region, our group was also very eye-catching.
I didn't bother to queue at all, so I just led everyone to the front. Many people in the queue looked sideways. If anyone else dared to jump in line, they would definitely dare to chop them with knives!
But there are too many of us, and they dare to be angry but dare not speak out. Even the Eight Gates Sect member who is guarding the auction house, I feel that he feels a little guilty.
"Um... all of you are going to participate in Auction?"
The man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked stutteringly. I nodded, looked around, and asked, "Do I have to pay to enter?"
"Yes, sir, the space in the auction house is limited. In order to prevent some people from just entering to watch the fun and occupying the space, each person has to pay an admission fee of one hundred Gold Coins."
One hundred Gold Coins?
A little expensive.
I was not in the mood to count the number of people behind me, so I took out five thousand Gold Coins from Ring of Holding and stuffed it into his hand, and walked directly into the auction house.
That person didn't dare to say anything more, as long as the money was about the same, we wouldn't be easy to mess with at first glance. It would be better to have more trouble than less trouble.
When I walked into Black-Ink Auction House, I found that it was no different from an ordinary auction house, and it was a little worse than Mitre Auction House in Gama City.
There is an eye-catching auction platform made of white crystal. In front of the platform are circular ordinary seats, and on both sides and above are small secret rooms, or VIP rooms.
Thinking that there was no VIP room that could accommodate the fifty people, I led them to the ordinary seats and walked all the way to the front, closest to the auction platform.
There are already quite a few people sitting here, but they are not important people. Those who have some status have all gone to the VIP room, and no one will come to the ordinary seats.
"Yun Heng!"
I shouted, it was Ling Ying who originally did the chores for me, but after all, he was Dou Emperor who came from the Ancient Clan. Now that he can be replaced, let Yun Heng take his place.
Yun Heng sighed, always feeling that one day, sooner or later, he would become my bitch...
"Can you guys give up your seat?"
With his lucky Dou Wang breath, he pressed towards those people and asked politely.
But no matter how polite he is, he can't cover up his domineering behavior. Some people are cautious and see that it is a Dou Wang. They don't want to provoke him just for a seat, so they sneak away quietly.
Some people maintained their identity and could sit at the front, and their identity should be good. They shouted angrily to the Eight Gates Sect. Of course, there was no need for them to shout. An explosion of Dou Wang's aura naturally attracted Eight Gates Sect's attention.
A White-Haired Elder, whose whole body was filled with the aura of Dou Wang, rushed over with a few people. After taking a look, he understood what was going on, and couldn't help but raise his hand to Yun Heng and said:
"This friend, I, Eight Gates Sect, did not treat you well, so I will ask someone to take you to the VIP room."
After that, he scolded the people behind him, and then asked him to take us to the VIP room. I pointed to the fifty or so people behind me and said playfully:
"Your VIP room... can accommodate so many people?"
The old man was stunned and realized that I was the real owner. He glanced at the fifty or so people behind me and his face trembled. There really wasn't such a big VIP room.
"Sir, I can prepare a few more VIP rooms for you."
Naturally, I would not agree to separate. Those little guys were too uneasy. I pointed to the seat and said in a deep voice:
"I want the seat at the front of these three rows!"
Those who were still left were dissatisfied, and relying on the Eight Gates Sect's support, they began to ridicule us. The old man also snorted coldly, his breath became gloomy, and he said in a cold voice:
"Little baby, do you think that with just one Dou Wang, you can make trouble with me, Eight Gates Sect..."
"Ling Ying."
Before he finished speaking, a majestic Dou Emperor breath burst out, pressing down on the old man's head. His face froze under the pressure, and he even stopped speaking, and looked at Ling Ying in horror.
I spread my hands and felt a little helpless. I just wanted to find a good seat for everyone. Why is it so difficult?
"Now, This Envoy is enough to cause trouble for you Eight Gates Sect?"
The old man's face was full of na na, and he was speechless for a moment. Deep in the auction house, there was also a breath of Dou Emperor. He was probably the owner of the Eight Gates Sect? However, this breath was still weaker than that of Ling Ying.
The owner of the door, a middle-aged man, walked out of the auction house in a panic. After asking the old man some questions, his face darkened. He raised his hand and blew out a strong wind, blowing away the few people who were still sitting in the seats.
"You bunch of idiots, why don't you give up your seat to these distinguished guests?!"
When those people saw that Eight Gates Sect was like this, their faces changed drastically and they ran out of the auction house, not daring to stay any longer.
The owner put a smile on his face again and invited us to sit down. He also summoned a team of fat and thin maids to come over with tea and snacks to serve us.
"Sir, this is the most advanced VIP card in our auction house. Please accept it."
The door owner took out a small purple-gold card from Ring of Holding and handed it to me. He smiled at me and said, "Auction will start soon. I won't disturb the young master's enjoyment. I wish you a happy time."
"It's my fault to trouble the sect master to come forward for trivial matters."
Why don't you reach out and hit the smiling person, let alone a Dou Emperor? I smiled and admitted my mistake, accepted the VIP card, and the owner and the old man said goodbye and left.
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