Kindness from the Auction House President
Inside a private room at the Heavenly Spirit Auction House, Lu Jiuyuan and the others sat within. As for Ling Qingdi, he stood behind Lu Jiuyuan.
After all, Qin Yuan was sitting opposite them. Even Ling Qingdi's own father had to respectfully address Qin Yuan as Senior Qin. If he sat before Qin Yuan, would that not throw their seniority into complete chaos?
But Lu Jiuyuan did not care about such matters. Since Qin Yuan had invited him, he simply sat directly across from Qin Yuan.
Qin Yuan did not mind either and merely said calmly,
"Thousand Ghost King, come out. I truly did not expect you to have fallen so low as to become someone else's guard."
As soon as Qin Yuan spoke, a cloud of black mist emerged behind Lu Jiuyuan, and Thousand Ghost King's figure appeared within it.
Ling Qingdi already knew that Lu Jiuyuan had a guard hidden in the shadows, but he was still somewhat astonished upon seeing him. He had never expected it to be Thousand Ghost King.
As the Third Prince, he naturally knew of Thousand Ghost King. It was no exaggeration to say that Thousand Ghost King's strength was enough to wipe out a fifth-rate faction.
"Greetings, Senior Qin!"
Thousand Ghost King did not become arrogantly overbearing merely because he had Lu Family backing him. In front of Lu Jiuyuan, he still respectfully cupped his hands in salute.
Qin Yuan merely looked at Thousand Ghost King for a moment, then shook his head and stopped dwelling on it. Turning to Lu Jiuyuan, he asked curiously,
"Come to think of it, I do not seem to have heard of any major Lu Family faction near the Yuanwu Kingdom. Might I ask about your origins, little friend Lu?"