"Bang!"
The host brought down the hamr in his hand.
Grandmaster Yuan bought the Alchemy Furnace for 500 billion, a truly astounding move.
Then, with an expressionless face, Grandmaster Yuan got up and left directly.
"Senior Sister, let's go too!" Li Chuan said calmly.
The next act is to follow him, then seize the treasure!
If possible, they would directly kill Grandmaster Yuan.
Passing by the table where Mu Weishuang was seated, Li Chuan gave her a look.
As a woman who knew Li Chuan very well, Mu Weishuang imdiately understood his intentions and got up to follow him.
"Mr. Li, please give an account number, our auction house will transfer the money we got from selling the Amulet."
As they arrived at the guest room, Chen Qiu greeted them with a smile: "By the way, our auction house has decided to enter into deep cooperation with Mr. Li, helping you to find dicinal materials!"
Li Chuan nodded, actually not surprised at the auction house's decision, after all, this was equivalent to a Celestial Master Mansion-level talisman.
The Amulet just sold fetched more than 100 billion, enough to buy many precious natural treasures!
And there's plenty left over.
Li Chuan gave Chen Qiu a bank account number, and then left with Nangong Chunshui and Mu Weishuang.
However, the three didn't go far.
Instead, they got into Mu Weishuang's car.
"Senior Sister, let introduce, this is Mu Weishuang, the daughter of Grandmaster Mu Jianqing," Li Chuan said.
This Mu Weishuang had long, straight black hair cascading like a waterfall, with a face cold as frost, exuding an aura of keeping people at a distance.
But upon seeing Nangong Chunshui, even this stoic, black-haired woman showed a stunned expression.
Even though Nangong Chunshui's face couldn't be seen, those beautiful big eyes were already captivating!
"Little Weishuang, this is my Senior Sister, Nangong Chunshui." Given that she would be part of his future harem, it was important to maintain harmony.
"Hello, Senior Sister..." Mu Weishuang nodded towards Nangong Chunshui.
It was apparent that Mu Weishuang also sensed the aura of a Grandmaster emanating from Nangong Chunshui.
"Little Weishuang, why do you harbor a desire to kill Grandmaster Yuan?" Li Chuan asked curiously, shouldn't Mu Jianqing be her father's enemy?
What was going on now?
Mu Jianqing: "Besides Mu Jianqing, there's also Grandmaster Yuan! He's the one who killed my mother!"
With that, Li Chuan understood; the vengeance for a murdered mother is irreconcilable.
"In that case, we'll help you kill this Grandmaster Yuan," Li Chuan said with a slight smile.
As his words fell, Grandmaster Yuan drove away in a rcedes-Benz G-Class, looking very confident.
Mu Jianqing quickly started the car to follow.
However, her car was a Beetle, so Nangong Chunshui was a bit skeptical: "Little Weishuang, can your car catch up with him?"
Li Chuan chuckled: "Ordinarily, it definitely can't catch up."
"However, if Grandmaster Yuan is driving, we can definitely catch up."
"He might even drive to a quiet place, waiting for us to catch up!"
Nangong Chunshui looked puzzled. Generally speaking, after picking up a treasure at an auction, almost everyone leaves quickly; very few would stir up trouble.
But seeing how sure Li Chuan was, Nangong Chunshui asked no further questions.
After all, she unconditionally trusted her little junior brother!
.....
In the G-Class.
A man in his thirties looked into the rearview mirror a few tis before speaking, "Teacher, that Beetle behind us has been following us."
Grandmaster Yuan leaned against the seat with his eyes closed, a calm expression on his face: "Find a place to stop the car; let's see who they are. It's rare that anyone dares to target Grandmaster Yuan."
The man sneered, "Teacher is right. I'd like to see which daredevil has set their sights on us."
As Grandmaster Yuan slowly opened his eyes, a trace of mockery flickered in them.
Being invincible under public challenge as he was, it was hard to find an opponent throughout Great Xia.
Now, soone ignorant enough dared to target him,
bringing just a bit of fun to his otherwise boring life.
Nearly 40 minutes later, the rcedes-Benz G-Class stopped on an unnad mountain road.
Surrounded by dense woods, with the autumn wind blowing, leaves covered the path.
The sky gradually darkened, and the air began to drizzle.
Mu Weishuang slowly stopped the car, and a smile curled at the corner of Li Chuan's mouth: "I knew it, this Grandmaster Yuan would definitely stop and wait for us."
Li Chuan opened the car door and stepped out.
Nangong Chunshui and Mu Weishuang also followed suit.
Mu Weishuang clenched her fists, knowing well that Grandmaster Yuan stopping here signified his great confidence in himself to slay anyone who dared target him!
After all, as a master infinitely close to a Grandmaster, only a Grandmaster would be a match, anyone else would just be throwing their life away.
Nevertheless, it was clear that Grandmaster Yuan miscalculated this ti.
After Li Chuan and his companions exited the car, the man driving the G-Class also got out. He retrieved a black umbrella from the car door, opened it, then opened the rear car door, and only then did Grandmaster Yuan elegantly step out of the vehicle in style!
"I guessed right, it's truly you following us."
Seeing Li Chuan and Nangong Chunshui, Grandmaster Yuan displayed a mocking expression.
In fact, ever since entering the auction hall, he had paid close attention to Nangong Chunshui and Li Chuan.
Because these two could sit in the front row, and they were unfamiliar faces, moreover, they had not bid throughout the auction, making them very suspicious.
Highly questionable!
"Who are you? Dare you follow us? Seeking death, are you?" the man with the umbrella sneered, questioning them.
Li Chuan looked at Mu Weishuang and smiled: "Little Weishuang, tell them who we are."
Mu Weishuang stepped forward, eyes cold, staring at Grandmaster Yuan, and said word by word, "Yuan Zhenfeng! Don't you really recognize who I am?"
Grandmaster Yuan looked puzzled, furrowing his brows: "You? Do I know you?"
The young girl before him did seem sowhat familiar, but only at a glance, as pretty won often do, all holding a hint of familiarity to n.
However, Grandmaster Yuan was detached from won, thus the familiarity was very faint.
No won in mind, a sword naturally brilliant.
This was his life motto.
Mu Weishuang clenched her fists slowly and said, "On New Year's Eve, 16 years ago, by the Jialing River."
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