"Anyway, he's from the mainland. As long as he's willing to spend money, what chaste woman can't be taken down?"
Lin Bingwen kept calculating in his heart.
Montano, sitting next to Lin Bingwen, suddenly opened his eyes, with pupils as blue as the ocean, shimring and trembling as if stirring with turbulent waters.
"Lin, I advise you not to provoke that pair, especially the man."
"Hmm?"
Lin Bingwen shivered intensely, quickly asking, "Montano, what do you an by that? Could he be soone formidable?"
"No, this Silver Level expert doesn't need any status or background to adorn himself. Besides, if I'm not mistaken, he is the fad 'Absolute Sword.' During the Bloodshed Night incident in the Fashion Capital, three Silver Level experts from the Red Moon Order supposedly died by his sword."
"How is that possible!?"
Although Lin Bingwen is a playboy and a lover of the opposite sex, he's by no ans an idiot, even exceptionally clever—otherwise, he wouldn't be competing with Lin Guodong, the eldest son in the family, for inheritance rights.
Upon hearing that Ye Qingzhou is likely a powerful Martial Arts Grandmaster, he was instantly terrified, sweating profusely, and his hands trembled slightly.
Martial Arts Grandmaster!
Such a powerful figure could take my life with a re breath!
To think I actually contemplated digging at a Grandmaster's cornerstone?
I must be tired of living!
"Lin, my friend, your heart is racing. Could it be him making your heart flutter?"
Facing his friend's banter, Lin Bingwen forced a laugh more bitter than crying: "Montano, you Goman people truly lack the gift of humor. Is this the ti for jokes?"
I've offended a Grandmaster!
Although the Dongji Kingdom's laws prevent even a Martial Saint from killing couldlessly, committing a cri is one thing, enforcent is another.
Moreover, a Grandmaster has many ways to kill without leaving traces.
Even billionaires failed to sleep soundly after offending a Grandmaster.
Lin Bingwen now felt like an ant on a hot pan, desperately pleading with Montano: "Do you think I can still be saved?"
"Don't worry."
Montano relaxedly assured: "Had he wanted to kill you, you'd already be a corpse. The fact he hasn't acted ans he probably doesn't see you as worthy. After all, when an elephant is on the move, it doesn't care if an ant beneath its feet is provoking."
"Why do I feel even more anxious after hearing that?"
Lin Bingwen looked conflicted, feeling quite distressed.
"Forget it, a man can bend and stretch, better properly apologize later. So when he's in a bad mood one day and rembers today's matter, he won't co running to the Lin family to twist off my head."
......
In the private box, Xu Yuebing leaned her head against Ye Qingzhou's shoulder, her silky black hair falling gently, as she casually flipped through the item booklet.
The the this ti is the ASEAN Treasures Auction, and most items in the booklet are various artifacts from the ten Southern Ocean Region countries.
For instance, she saw a Jade Buddha Statue from Chenli.
This Jade Buddha Statue is diocre in quality, not particularly tall, only about ten centiters.
Besides this Buddha Statue, there were wood carvings from Siam, and totem masks from Java's natives.
There were many items, but most were Buddha Statues; after all, ASEAN Ten Countries didn't have many good things, mostly being spice producers in ancient tis.
Even more absurd, Ye Qingzhou saw quite a few auction items from the East Pole, produced anciently for Western mariti trade, now considered antiques by ASEAN Ten Countries.
As ti approached, the auction was about to start.
The first-floor auction hall was packed, with many tourists from the mainland visiting Xiangjiang, having so money but not enough status to access the second-floor boxes.
On another side of the hall, staff were answering phones. So wealthy individuals couldn't attend personally, so they placed bids over the phone.
Ye Qingzhou glanced over and couldn't help but mock Sotheby's for not being modern enough. Why not directly conduct an online auction?
But Sotheby's intentionally arranged it this way for a simple reason. Though a BMW is expensive, a servant-driven carriage more distinctly exhibits the "wealth" attribute of the upper class.
In truth, those in the private boxes on the second floor also place bids by phone.
While it seems troubleso, it reflects old-ti nobility's privilege of commanding others, a "luxurious" service experience that streamlined internet services can never provide.
The scene then shifted to the stage.
The head of Sotheby's Xiangjiang branch stepped onto the stage with a microphone.
"Ladies and gentlen, I am Paul. Thanks to everyone for attending our Sotheby's Xiangjiang Treasures Auction. To host this event, we ..."
Next, Paul delivered a few formal words.
"Finally, we have prepared a banquet upstairs; after the auction, we hope everyone joins for a few drinks."
Once Paul stepped down, a male auctioneer, wearing white gloves and holding a wooden mallet, ca onto the stage.
Seeing the auctioneer co up, the room filled with enthusiastic applause.
"Welco everyone, the auction has officially begun."
"The first auction item is an ice-type Jade Buddha Statue from Chenli, standing 9.95 centiters tall, with exquisite appearance and perfect preservation, a rare Top Grade jade statue."
"Now the starting bid is three million, with each increase at fifty thousand, the auction begins."
Seeing the first item was the Buddha statue, Ye Qingzhou was uninterested.
Xu Yuebing, on the other hand, seed quite engaged: "That big ice-type jade?"
"Fake."
Under Ye Qingzhou's Celestial Eye, the material of the Jade Buddha Statue was revealed at a glance.
Though ticulously crafted, unless sent to a professional agency for inspection, ordinary appraisers could hardly tell the truth from appearances.
But Ye Qingzhou was obviously not in this category; his Celestial Eye could penetrate all objects.
Xu Yuebing was shocked: "Sotheby's has Dian Country's official endorsent as a multinational group, how could they sell fakes?"
Ye Qingzhou laughed: "Descendants of pirates, do you truly believe they're honest? Plus, didn't you carefully read the guarantee form before joining the auction? The authenticity of goods needs buyers to confirm independently; if sothing goes wrong, the auction house holds no responsibility, there's no way you could sue."
"That's too shady!"
Xu Yuebing was shocked again; she hadn't read that agreent thoroughly, mainly because it was too long, dozens of pages after all; who would read line by line normally?
Only Ye Qingzhou, with his Celestial Eye, could swiftly scan and comprehend the entire contract.
As for Dian Country's official endorsent, Ye Qingzhou considered it rubbish; whoever believes it is a fool.
Certainly, the scene wasn't short of fools, with many placing phone bids, viewing the Buddha statue much like wolves spotting fat at.
"Bidder 006 offers three million!"
"Bidder 012 offers three million one hundred thousand!"
"Bidder 055 phones in an offer of three million three hundred thousand!"
Seeing the bids, even the auctioneer found it incredible.
Fortunately, the Buddha statue was highly priced, with most tourists watching the excitent rather than participating. Conversely, the Xiangjiang locals on the second floor were frantically throwing money.
Ye Qingzhou observed the heated auction, feeling that there weren't enough scamrs for the abundance of fools.
After spirited bidding, the statue was ultimately bought by a mysterious phone bidder.
The statue finally fetched a price of seven million.
Seeing such a so-called ice-type Jade Buddha Statue reach a high bid of seven million, Ye Qingzhou truly sensed the extravagant lifestyle of Xiangjiang's rich.
Backstage at the auction, Paul observed the situation via surveillance, finally relaxing.
Though selling fakes wasn't a new act, every ti Paul felt nervous about potential exposures.
With the danger now passed and seven million secured, Paul's thoughts drifted to where he might vacation next month.
Ideally accompanied by his office's female assistant, teaching her everything on a sunlit beach, sharing earthly luxuries.
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