Lin Ziyi looked at the fat man in the black suit with his oddly translated way of speaking, and felt inexplicably excited.
He had not expected to meet a guest from his very first auction so soon.
Because it had been his first auction, Lin Ziyi remembered all ten guests vividly.
Although this fat man had not won anything, his distinctive translated manner of speech had left a deep impression on him!
From what the man said now, he still seemed to regard that auction as a dream.
After all, when he woke up, there had indeed been nothing around him to prove that he had truly entered the Misty Auction House...
But upon seeing Tushan Lingling beside him, shouldn't he have remembered something?
Like a level ninety-five Super Douluo? Or a beautiful, seductive great~ Fox Demon?
Still, failing to recognize her was not necessarily a bad thing. Lin Ziyi did not want his identity exposed so soon.
The strongest fighter at his side was only level ninety-five. If those overwhelmingly powerful Limit Douluo found him, he would not have an easy time dealing with them...
Looking at the excitement on Babitt's face, Lin Ziyi asked with a smile,
"I heard that Titled Douluo stay here for free. How do we prove it?"
Babitt slapped his fat hand and stomped his fat foot.
"Oh! My heavens. With such a beautiful Fox Immortal gracing my establishment, what does it matter if she is not a Titled Douluo?
"I assure you, the lodging costs for both of you will be entirely covered by yours truly!"
"Really?" Lin Ziyi confirmed with a smile.
"Yes, yes, that is indeed the case!" Babitt's translated manner of speech was still unmistakable.
A satisfied smile appeared on Lin Ziyi's face.
He still had 399 Gold Soul Coins on hand, enough to live extravagantly at this high-end restaurant for a long time.
But it was like reading novels on his phone in his previous life.
Who could not afford a few bucks to read? But if they could read for free, who would want to pay extra?
There were countless authors in the world anyway. If one starved to death, just switch to the next!
Personally led by Babitt, Lin Ziyi and Tushan Lingling arrived at the top floor of the hotel.
When the jade-inlaid, gold-trimmed doors opened, a lavish ballroom came into view.
At the center of the ballroom was a dazzling dance floor paved with glazed colored stones, surrounded by several genuine leather sofas made from precious beast hides.
Quite a few lavishly dressed noble youths danced merrily in the center of the floor to elegant music.
Others held beautiful women in their arms as they reclined on the sofas, one hand holding a goblet of crimson wine while the other slipped beneath the skirts of the beauties in their embrace, savoring a different sort of charm!
Lin Ziyi immediately understood that Babitt had not been boasting at the auction. He truly had deep connections with the nobility.
The arrival of the three did not attract much attention.
Yet every man who looked their way found himself unable to tear his stiffened gaze away!
Naturally, it was not the handsome young man with short light-red hair who attracted them.
It was the incomparably soft and alluring fox woman, dressed in crane-night Hanfu and holding a folded oil-paper umbrella!
So beautiful! So tempting! The noblemen all had the same stirring thought.
Fueled by surging hormones, many men rose at once, straightened their tailcoats, and approached Tushan Lingling with wine glasses in hand, pretending to be elegant.
But after seeing that so many others had the same target, many men of lower rank immediately gave up on approaching her.
The fox woman was tempting, but a superior rank could crush a person.
Between momentary pleasure and lasting well-being, they chose the latter.
In the end, only one middle-aged man walked toward Tushan Lingling.
At the sight of him, Babitt's brows furrowed imperceptibly.
Lin Ziyi watched the potbellied man approach, his expression unchanged.
He knew perfectly well that this man was about to press his warm face against a cold backside. There was no need for him to worry.
"Beautiful lady, seeing you is like seeing morning dew wrapped in rosy clouds—crystal clear and untouched by the slightest dust!
"If I could hold you in my hands and sip you between my lips, I would surely be able to feel your purity and beauty more clearly!
"I am Count Yunting of the Balak Kingdom. May I invite you to a dance, beautiful lady?"
First came the praise, then the display of his noble status.
The man in a black tailcoat, with a pointed goatee beneath his chin, confidently extended his hand to Tushan Lingling.
Yet Count Yunting had never expected that his foolproof flirtation techniques would fail before this fox woman!
The fox woman before him looked at him coldly. Then the corner of her mouth curled, and a neither-light-nor-heavy "Tch" slipped from her lips!
That subtle mockery instantly shattered Count Yunting's composure.
Count Yunting's face darkened at once, and a vicious gleam flashed through his eyes!
What did this woman mean?!
He was a count of an entire kingdom! What woman had he not tasted? What woman did not go weak in the knees and spread her legs when she saw him?
Yet this woman dared to look down on him like this...
No matter how breathtakingly beautiful she was, her clothes were not luxurious in the slightest. She was surely no one of status or standing!
What gave someone like her the right to put on airs before a count with his own fief?
Just as he was about to lose his temper, Babitt hurriedly stepped forward and familiarly pressed a hand on his shoulder.
"My dear brother Yunting, please do not take offense. This Fox Immortal has always had such a temperament. She meant no harm..."
"Your Excellency? She is quite big... No, wait, you call her 'Your Excellency,' but call me brother?
"I say, Babitt, you are at least a noble viscount, and the owner of this Titled Restaurant!
"Has your judgment really become so poor that you are practically blind now?
"Isn't a woman dressed as flamboyantly as this just waiting for others to flirt with and pursue her?
"With my status inviting her, she still dares to look down on me... Isn't that bitchy?
"If not for your sake, I would have used my pointed leather shoes to kick her ass hard already!"
Hearing Count Yunting's insults, Babitt's face instantly turned deathly pale!
He hurriedly turned to look at Tushan Lingling, only to see icy white Soul Power, like flying snow, before his eyes!
Fortunately, the Soul Power attack was not aimed at him. It swept directly toward Count Yunting's face!
Count Yunting was greatly alarmed!
He had not expected a seductive fox woman with no status or standing to dare attack him!
He instantly activated his Soul Power!
Earth-element Soul Power at over level forty covered his arms, which he crossed to block the attack released by Tushan Lingling's light puff of breath!
Tushan Lingling turned to Lin Ziyi, asking with her eyes whether she should continue.
Lin Ziyi looked coldly at Count Yunting, murderous intent blazing in his eyes!
Only he could scold his Little Fox! This man actually dared to insult his Little Fox?
This Count Yunting had earned himself a death sentence!
Lin Ziyi cursed inwardly and coldly spat out three words.
"Cripple him!"
Killing the man would be easy, but a dead person and a living person were ultimately two different matters.
Count Yunting had merely insulted Little Fox once. There was no need to be so brutal as to kill him outright.
But while death could be spared, punishment could not!
Upon receiving the order, red light flashed in Tushan Lingling's eyes. Her figure vanished in an instant, leaving only an alluring lingering fragrance behind...
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