Gu Ni studied the pill carefully, but inwardly, he was sizing up the "little old man" before him. His build and the way he sat seemed far too supple and nimble, however Gu Ni looked at them. That beard was too contrived as well, without the slightest oily sheen, like a prop freshly dug out of somewhere. And when he had sat down just now, the clothes on his back had seemed to bulge unnaturally... Had he stuffed a pillow in there?
Master Gu Ni inwardly shook his head with an amused smile. Young people these days really do come up with more and more tricks. Still, the quality of these pills is genuinely excellent, far beyond the work of an ordinary Alchemist-even purer than the same kind of pill I refine myself. It looks like some well-established clan has sent one of its juniors out to gain experience. That would make sense. Otherwise, why go to such lengths to hide his identity? Well, the auction house judges the goods, not the seller. As long as the pills are genuine and legitimately obtained, the rest is none of my concern. He had no interest in exposing a junior's harmless disguise.
A moment later, Master Gu Ni returned the pill to its bottle and replaced the wooden stopper. A faint look of approval appeared on his face as he turned to Xiao Yan. "Mm, very good. These are excellent Healing Pills, of a quality far above ordinary pills. Judging by their finish, they must have come from an experienced Alchemist at the very least. Sir, the Mittel Auction House will accept your pills."
At Master Gu Ni's approval, the stone hanging over Xiao Yan's heart finally settled to the ground, and the corners of his mouth beneath his hat brim unconsciously