Auctioning the Cat-Eared Girl

"Five thousand Gold Soul Coins," the old man said calmly.

Such a petty man—back in the day, he would have killed one whenever he saw one. But now... sigh, better not mention it.

"You're deliberately going against me, aren't you?"

The middle-aged man could no longer endure it. He pointed at the old man's nose and cursed. Every time he bid on something, the old man opposed him. Did he really think he had no temper?

"Didn't you say that people without money shouldn't come to bid? What, regretting it now?"

The old man gave the middle-aged man a calm glance, then stopped looking at him.

"Fine, fine, fine. Just you wait."

After saying that, the middle-aged man angrily flicked his sleeve and left.

"Who is this guy? He's so arrogant?"

Qin Feng looked at the old man in confusion. He remembered there being no such person in the original story. Still, this man had a proper sense of right and wrong. Not bad.

"Investigate him."

Ning Fengzhi waved over a subordinate. He was also curious what backing this man had.

"Yes."

The subordinate turned and walked toward the door.

"Third Brother, that man is so amazing!"

Xiao Wu's face showed admiration, making Tang San beside her feel even more jealous.

"What's so impressive about that?"

Tang San curled his lip. Really, wasn't it just that he had more money? What use was money? Without strength, he was still nothing.

"Is anyone else raising the bid? If not, this Gale Horse will belong to this gentleman."

"Five thousand Gold Soul Coins, once... three times."

Bang!

"Let us congratulate this gentleman on winning another item."

Seeing that no one spoke, the auctioneer could only bring down the hammer. Still, five thousand Gold Soul Coins had already exceeded the Gale Horse's value. In the end, he had to thank that person. If not for him, he could not have driven the price so high.

"Ahem, ahem. Our final auction item will be presented shortly. Please wait a moment."

With that, the auctioneer headed backstage. The remaining guests remained just as enthusiastic, all discussing what the final item might be.

"A cat-eared girl?"

Qin Feng muttered to himself. Although the auction items had differed greatly from what he expected, the final grand item should be the cat-eared girl.

"What did you say?"

Bald Strong leaned over and asked. Had he just heard something about a cat girl? No way—could it be that the sect master was already that desperate? No way! No way!

"Nothing."

Qin Feng shook his head. Although things differed far too much from the original story, it should not affect this final item, unless it was not a cat-eared girl.

Then he would have to rearrange his plans, because he did not know whether other events had changed as well, such as that old man today.

"Sect Master, if you're feeling desperate, why don't we visit the brothel again?"

As he spoke, Bald Strong unconsciously chuckled lewdly, clearly recalling what had happened last time.

"Get lost. I think you're the desperate one."

Qin Feng looked at Bald Strong with disgust. So this was the kind of person he was. What a waste of all the kindness Qin Feng had shown him.

"Didn't you mention a cat girl first?"

Bald Strong looked aggrieved. What did Qin Feng mean by saying he was desperate? Though he was a little desperate, he could not let others say it!

"Sigh! I said the final auction item might be a cat-eared girl."

Qin Feng covered his face and looked at Bald Strong speechlessly. What kind of person was this? He had misheard yet acted so self-righteous. Those eight girls Qin Feng had hired last time had gone to waste.

"Oh, so I heard wrong, alright? I thought you wanted to try something different."

Bald Strong was a little embarrassed, but he could not lose face, so he stubbornly continued.

"Try something different? Stop talking. You're making me want to kill you."

Qin Feng looked speechlessly at the pitiful-looking Bald Strong. The more he talked, the more outrageous it became. Try something different? Did Qin Feng look like he wanted that?

"Alright, everyone. The final item, and tonight's grand finale, is about to be auctioned."

"Please be prepared, especially our male guests."

With that, the auctioneer gave a lecherous grin.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

Everyone looked baffled. What did he mean by telling the male guests to pay special attention?

Just then, a woman pushed over a cart covered with a red cloth.

"Our final item is about to go up for auction. Please bid according to your means."

The auctioneer wore a mysterious expression. Then he pulled hard with both hands and instantly tore away the red cloth.

"A cat-eared girl?"

"What?!"

The moment the item appeared, all the men in the room became restless. Some even drooled as they stared lustfully at the cat-eared girl inside the cage.

"Now do you understand why I told our male guests to pay attention?" The auctioneer chuckled.

"Hurry up and tell us! How much? I'll spend my entire fortune to win her today!"

A middle-aged man holding a woman shouted loudly.

"Hmph!"

At the very front sat an old man dressed in red. He watched everything calmly without speaking, but the expression on his face made it clear that he was determined to obtain this item.

"Holy shit! It really is one."

Bald Strong stared in shock, his mouth hanging open. Then he turned to Qin Feng, as if asking how Qin Feng had known.

"Dugu Bo, bid on her," Qin Feng said calmly.

"Our money probably isn't enough."

Dugu Bo said uncertainly. It might have been enough for ordinary items, but judging by the situation, it was probably not enough this time.

"It's fine. Take the Papal Token and find the man in red below."

As he spoke, Qin Feng handed the Papal Token to Dugu Bo. He recognized that man—a red-robed bishop of Spirit Hall.

"Alright."

Dugu Bo accepted the Papal Token and headed down toward the front.

"Here. Our sect master wants to see you."

"Who? Your sect master? Why don't you say it's your father?"

The red-robed bishop turned around impatiently, but when he looked down and saw the token, his face instantly turned pale.

"Greetings, my lord. May I ask your sect master..."

The red-robed bishop asked cautiously, terrified of saying anything wrong and offending him. Seeing the Papal Token was like seeing the Pope in person. How could he not be afraid?

One word from Bald Strong could send his status plummeting.

"Come with me."

After saying that, Bald Strong walked back on his own. The red-robed bishop had no choice but to follow.

"Greetings, my lord. May I ask why you summoned me..."

The red-robed bishop cautiously raised his head to look at Qin Feng. So young? Could he be the son of a Spirit Hall higher-up?

"Help me win that item."

Qin Feng did not even look at him as he spoke coldly.

"Whew... no problem."

Upon hearing that, he agreed without even thinking. Compared to money, he considered status more important. Money could be lost, but once status was gone, it was truly gone.

He had offended many people. If he lost the protection of his position as a red-robed bishop, those he had offended would surely come after him.

"Mm."

Qin Feng nodded, then leaned back in his chair and quietly looked down.