Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ji Fengyan thought that Lei Xu’s father and son were already shameless, who would expect that there was always someone even worse. It made Ji Fenyang realise what was really being shameless to the extreme!
Ji Qiu’s self-justification amused her.
“Eldest Uncle, you are saying that the item I used to bid for the Tree of the Flowing Bloodshed belongs to Ji family?” Ji Fengyan raised her brows.
Ji Qiu had a calm expression and his eyes were penetrating, as if it were naturally the case.
“Fengyan, it was already considered inappropriate for you to use the family’s magical weapon without permission, but considering that it’s your first time mitting this offence, I shall forget about it. But this Tree of the Flowing Bloodshed definitely cannot be handed over to you.” Ji Qiu pretended to be sanctimonious.
The auctioneer standing at the side also nodded secretly. When Ji Fengyan had taken out the defensive amulet, he was already puzzled. After hearing Ji Qiu’s explanation, it finally made sense to him.
Ji Qingshang laughed secretly at the side and had a gloating look on her face.
Ji Fengyan glanced at everyone in the study room and was already sure of the oute.
“Eldest Uncle, you said this yourself.” Ji Fengyan narrowed her eyes.
Ji Qiu replied, “I said this. Fengyan, you have been in the Ji family for so many years and had only been to Ji City a short while ago. Even though you have bee the city lord of Ji City, but everyone knew how broke Ji City was, so how would you have anything more valuable than the Sacred Dragon Shield? Or are you going to say that your defensive amulets were from Linghe and his men?”
Ji Qiu lifted his chin up high and looked at Ji Fengyan with contempt.
Ji Fengyan laughed as she looked at Ji Qiu, who was behaving confidently, and only thought of how she had never met with such a ridiculous situation.
Ji Fengyan’s abnormal reaction made everyone in the room stunned as they did not expect that she would still be able to laugh out loud.
Ji Qiu’s brows frowned involuntarily.
After laughing for a while, Ji Fengyan suddenly stopped and looked at Ji Qiu through her half-closed eyes. Her lips still had a faint smile and a sinister air surrounded her.
“Eldest Uncle, are you sure that the defensive amulets is Ji family’s?” Ji Fengyan smiled as she spoke.
Ji Qiu’s eyes were fixed and his silence meant an agreement to Ji Fengyan’s question.
Ji Fengyan laughed softly and said, “Then may I know if Ji residence still has these defensive amulets?”
“The defensive amulets were rare and there were at most ten sheets. You have used all of them to bid for the Tree of the Flowing Bloodshed, so how would there be any left?” Ji Qiu responded calmly and his deep voice made it sound convincing.
“Oh? There are only ten pieces of the defensive amulets?” Ji Fengyan’s lips curled into a huge grin. Suddenly, she raised her hand to take out another yellow piece of paper!
Upon seeing the defensive amulet, the auctioneer from the Sacred Dragon Auction House, with his eyes dazzling, immediately shouted, “The defensive amulet!”
This shout made Ji Qiu’s expression change. He immediately looked at the defensive amulet in Ji Fengyan’s hands and his eyes shifted unfortably.
“It’s such a pity that the quantity of this defensive amulet differs from the one mentioned by Eldest Uncle,” Ji Fengyan smiled. The defensive amulet was placed lightly on Ji Fengyan’s lips and covered half of her face.
Seeing Ji Fengyan with a sinister aura around her, Ji Qiu could not help but frown. The Ji Fengyan before his eyes differed pletely from the little girl who had always hid in the corner that he remembered.
But…
Ji Qiu did not behave any differently and said calmly, “Fengyan, I have already said that I would not pursue this matter further. Why are you in such a panic? The number of amulets could be slightly more or less than ten, do you expect me to say the exact number of amulets?”
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