Wearing a Mask Means Taking Off a Mask

Chapter 47: Wearing a Mask Means Taking Off a Mask

Tang San frowned. The way that man looked at Xiao Wu made him deeply uncomfortable!

Fortunately, Tang San did not know what the man was thinking. Otherwise, there would definitely have been a line at the auction house entrance: "You have a death wish!"

It had to be said that although Xiao Wu was still flat-chested, her figure's proportions were truly heart-stirring.

The man looked her over twice, sighed, and only then walked inside.

"What did that old guy mean?"

Xiao Wu was not stupid. Watching his retreating back, she instinctively muttered.

"I just have a feeling this auction house isn't a good place."

Tang San raised his head to look at the auction house sign, then lowered his gaze toward the main entrance.

"Xiao Wu, should we leave?"

Tang San asked tentatively. That "noble's" earlier words, along with the way he had looked at Xiao Wu, had left Tang San with little goodwill toward this auction house.

He did not want to linger here any longer.

But Xiao Wu's curiosity was like that of a cat with nine lives. If she did not go in and take a look today, she would never be satisfied.

"Third Brother, let's go in and have a look!"

"An auction house? I want to see why they look down on us..."

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San pleadingly.

She knew this trick worked exceptionally well on Tang San!

A little acting cute, and he would bring her inside in no time.

"This..."

Tang San hesitated. He looked at Xiao Wu, then finally nodded.

"Fine. Let's go take a look."

A moment later, the two entered the auction house.

The moment they stepped inside, merely turning a corner left Tang San and Xiao Wu dumbfounded.

Good heavens, was it supposed to be this dazzling?

It was magnificently lavish!

"Dear guests, please present your invitation or savings card."

At that moment, a voice rang out. Only then did Tang San and Xiao Wu notice the "gatekeepers" standing there, who could also be called greeters.

They wore half-face masks and extremely bold outfits—at least by Douluo Continent standards, they were very avant-garde.

They must have come from poor families. Their clothes could not even cover their thighs...

Hearing this, Tang San and Xiao Wu froze slightly, looking bewildered.

They understood what an invitation was, but they did not have one.

As for a savings card, what was that?

Tang San and Xiao Wu had yet to come into contact with large sums of Gold Soul Coins, so they naturally did not know what a savings card was.

Seemingly noticing their embarrassment, the greeter said expressionlessly, "It does not matter if you do not have an invitation. As long as you can present a savings card worth at least one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, you may enter the auction house."

"Of course, if you are here to auction something, you may also enter after it passes appraisal."

Seeing that Tang San and Xiao Wu did not even know what a savings card was, the greeter's attitude became noticeably more perfunctory.

Why should she be so enthusiastic when they did not even have one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins?

After all, she herself was worth one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins!

Or rather, every staff member here was worth at least one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins!

That was why the minimum entry requirement was one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins.

Sellers and specially invited guests did not count.

At that moment, Tang San understood.

The meaning was simple: either show money as proof, or sell something. If they had neither, they could not enter.

"Miss, we are here to auction something. Where do we have it appraised?"

After thinking for a moment, Tang San spoke.

He was not foolish, and quickly understood how things worked.

Hearing this, the greeter looked at Tang San in surprise, a slight smile appearing on her face.

"Please follow me, you two..."

"Before that, would the two of you like to wear masks? You should know..."

Tang San and Xiao Wu followed the greeter off to have their items appraised.

Zhongli, Paimon, and "Xue Qinghe" entered the auction house shortly afterward.

There was not just one greeter standing inside the entrance, but dozens of them!

And these were not even all the greeters, only because there was not enough room at the entrance...

"Wow, it's even more luxurious than our manor!"

The moment she entered, Paimon could not help exclaiming.

After all, the former Dugu Manor, now Zhongli Manor, had been exceedingly luxurious, one of the grandest residences in Heaven Dou City.

Yet compared to this auction house, Zhongli Manor seemed somewhat shabby.

Hearing her voice, all the greeters turned to look toward the entrance.

Where had this little girl come from, making such outrageous claims?

How dared she compare her own home to the auction house in terms of luxury?

When they saw who had arrived, their pupils contracted, and they instinctively took a step back.

This!

His Highness the Crown Prince!

His Highness the Crown Prince had actually come to the auction house?

Wait, that Titled Douluo, Your Excellency Zhongli, was here too!

They had never seen Zhongli, but they had heard of Paimon!

What unidentified flying object? That feature was far too obvious!

"Greetings, His Highness the Crown Prince. Greetings, Your Excellency Zhongli!"

The women hurriedly bowed, doing their utmost to display their greatest assets before "Xue Qinghe" and Zhongli.

Even with masks on, the slight upward curves of their lips could be seen.

If either of these two took a liking to them, it would be worth dying for!

So handsome!

Especially Your Excellency Zhongli. He looked so young, yet so reassuring. His handsomeness was only a tiny bit behind that of the legendary readers!

"Xue Qinghe's" face darkened. These women were shameless as hell!

She was already beginning to regret bringing Zhongli here!

"Xue Qinghe" glanced sideways at Zhongli and found that he had not revealed the slightest inappropriate expression. Even his pupils had not changed in the slightest.

Then again, she, Qian Renxue, had such a figure and such looks.

It would not be an exaggeration to call her one of the top beauties on Douluo Continent.

Yet Zhongli's gaze had never wavered even once when looking at her.

That dealt Qian Renxue something of a blow.

Wait, could this guy be getting on in years...

Zhongli's back suddenly chilled. He vaguely sensed that something was wrong. His brows furrowed, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Rise."

"The Crown Prince and his retainer came only to see what this auction house is like."

"Lead the way."

After withdrawing her strange gaze, "Xue Qinghe" spoke to the group.

"Yes! Your Highness the Crown Prince, Your Excellency Zhongli!"

"Um... Your Highness the Crown Prince, Your Excellency Zhongli, and Paimon, would the three of you like to wear masks?"

This was part of the auction house procedure. Even if Xue Ye himself came, they would still need to ask.

Xue Ye also came to the auction house. The auction house's only red private room had been reserved specifically for Xue Ye.

"Eh? Like the ones you're wearing on your faces?"

Paimon pointed at the greeters' masks and asked.

"Yes, little Paimon."

"That sounds fun. We want masks!"

The greeters looked over the three of them. The three of them...

Whether they wore masks or not made no real difference.

Especially Paimon. Who would fail to recognize an unidentified flying object?

Even if she wore a mask.

The greatest purpose of the auction house's masks was to remove the "masks" from one's face...