The Cat-Eared Girl Is Auctioned Off, and Trouble Rises Again

"All right, I'm sure everyone has been waiting impatiently. Without further ado, let the bidding begin."

"The starting price is ten thousand Gold Soul Coins."

"Twenty thousand Gold Soul Coins."

As soon as the words fell, the cardinal eagerly began bidding. After all, someone who determined whether he could keep his position as a cardinal was sitting behind him!

"Thirty thousand Gold Soul Coins."

Hearing someone bid against him, the cardinal frowned and looked down, only to see a fat, big-eared man shouting excitedly.

By now, he had silently marked this man down. If he did not kill him after the auction ended, he would consider himself the loser.

"Forty thousand."

The cardinal continued raising the price. He was determined to get this item. If he pleased this lord, he might even rise another step in status.

"Fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins."

Seeing that the man still dared to bid, anger appeared on the cardinal's face. Wasn't he deliberately trying to make him lose face?

"Seventy thousand."

The cardinal simply added another twenty thousand, hoping to secure it in one go. But he had clearly underestimated the men around him, who had already been swept up in the frenzy.

"One hundred thousand!"

The fat, big-eared man shouted excitedly, his flushed face in his hands. His mind had already wandered to what would happen tonight.

"This guy is really brave."

"Yeah, doesn't he see that man is a cardinal of Spirit Hall?"

"Sigh! His life probably won't be easy from now on. He might even lose his life over this. Doesn't he know commoners shouldn't fight officials?"

The people around them had clearly recognized the cardinal. None of them dared to continue bidding; only the fat, big-eared man was still bidding without realizing what was happening.

Sure enough, the cardinal was already furious. If he failed to win this item, his own life might be in danger.

"One hundred and ten thousand."

The cardinal wore an expression of great pain, then fixed his eyes on the man. If he dared raise the price again, he would not be so polite.

"Who's been going against me?"

The fat, big-eared man finally sensed that something was wrong. Turning his head, he immediately saw the cardinal's dark expression.

"I..."

The fat, big-eared man went pale as he stared at the cardinal in terror. Only now did he realize what he had done.

"My lord, I'm sorry. I was wrong."

"I'll pay the bill for you later. As long as you don't blame me."

The fat, big-eared man pleaded tearfully. Fortunately, he had realized it in time. If he had been any later, his life would probably have been forfeit.

"Mm."

Hearing this, the cardinal's expression finally improved somewhat. He nodded in agreement.

Only after seeing the cardinal agree did the fat, big-eared man breathe a sigh of relief. Thankfully, he had accepted. Otherwise, there would be no need for anyone else to kill him—he might as well smash his head against a wall himself.

"Is anyone willing to bid higher than one hundred and ten thousand Gold Soul Coins?"

The auctioneer had finally encountered the outcome he least wanted to see, but he could not say anything. After all, the cardinal had not made any explicit threats.

"One hundred and ten thousand Gold Soul Coins, going once... going three times."

Bang!

"Congratulations to this gentleman for winning the item."

Seeing that no one spoke, the auctioneer could only bring down the hammer helplessly. If the cardinal had not interfered, this auction item would definitely have sold for more than one hundred and ten thousand Gold Soul Coins.

"My lord, I did not fail your expectations."

Seeing that nothing unexpected had happened, the cardinal finally breathed a sigh of relief. What would he have done if he had failed to win it?

"Mm, I'll remember you. I'll put in a few good words for you before the Pope."

Qin Feng knew what he was thinking, but since the man had done the work, he could not refuse to give him some benefits. If you wanted a horse to run, you had to feed it first, let alone a man.

"Thank you, my lord."

A smile appeared on the cardinal's face. Even if Qin Feng had not said that, there was nothing he could do. The force behind Qin Feng was greater than his own, so what else could he do?

However, this lord clearly understood what he wanted, and that was precisely the result he had hoped for.

"Mm."

Qin Feng nodded, then prepared to take the cat-eared girl away.

"Sir, please make payment."

At that moment, a staff member hurried over and looked at the cardinal.

"Hmm?"

The cardinal frowned. Had that man run away? He looked around and spotted the man standing in the distance, covered in cold sweat.

"My lord."

Seeing the cardinal look at him, the fat, big-eared man hurried over and had his servants carry over several chests.

"These contain one hundred and ten thousand Gold Soul Coins. Please inspect them."

The fat, big-eared man said to the staff member.

"Certainly."

The staff member opened the chests, and his eyes suddenly flickered. Before long, he nodded.

"That's correct."

With that, the staff member had someone bring out the cat-eared girl.

"Sir?"

The staff member called out, not knowing whose property she was.

"My lord."

The cardinal looked toward Qin Feng. Qin Feng nodded, then opened the cage and led the cat-eared girl out.

"I'll be leaving first."

Qin Feng spoke to the cardinal. At that moment, the old man had also finished paying and was heading toward the exit. Seeing this, Qin Feng followed behind him.

Outside, the middle-aged man was waiting with a group of people. The crowd emerging from the auction house was somewhat surprised when they saw him.

"I didn't expect him to actually mean it."

"I thought he was just talking."

Those who knew the cause of the matter stood off to the side, ready to watch the show.

"Old man, you finally came out. I thought you didn't dare to."

The middle-aged man saw the old man emerge and spoke coldly.

"Have you prepared yourself to die?"

The old man was not surprised in the slightest. Petty people like this always sought revenge for the smallest grievance. He did not need to think to know it.

"Hmph! You're the one who should be preparing to die."

After speaking, the middle-aged man waved his hand. The five people waiting behind him walked out with smiles.

"Old man, we really have to thank you. Without you, we wouldn't have made this money."

After the leading man spoke, he burst into laughter. This money was truly easy to earn! He was just an old man, yet they were being paid one thousand Gold Soul Coins each.

"Is that so? I'm afraid you won't live long enough to spend it!"

The old man said thoughtfully. He had not made a move in many years. This time, he feared he would have to slaughter freely.

"Hmph! You're about to die, yet you still dare spout nonsense."

"I was originally going to leave you an intact corpse, but now it seems even your ashes will have to be scattered!"

The leading man shouted arrogantly. He refused to believe that an old man could stir up any great waves.

"Brothers, attack."

As he spoke, five Soul Rings rose beneath his feet, while four Soul Rings rose beneath the feet of each of the remaining four men.

"Hahaha, are you afraid now?"

"Afraid? There has never been the word 'afraid' in this old man's dictionary."

The old man spoke expressionlessly, his eyes filled with pity as he looked at the five men. They were being used as weapons and did not even realize it.

"Hmph! Kill him."

Seeing that the old man was still talking tough, the leading man gave the order.

"Yes."

Several weapons appeared in the hands of the four men, and they sneered as they approached the old man.