539: Chapter 539 Young Miss: I've Seen Through Him!

Lingbao Trading Firm, Peng City Branch.

Top floor.

Inside that monitoring secret room, separated by seven floors and twelve hidden Formations, the air was as cold as solidified iron.

Xie Jinghong reclined lazily on that immortal jade soft couch, her hand gripping a glass cup tightly.

The fine wine in the cup, 'Drunken Immortal Dew,' was worth a thousand gold; the amber liquid sloshed against the walls of the glass as she shook it unconsciously.

Her Gold and Silver Flowing Sand Immortal Dress shimmered with radiance.

The colorful immortal gold bells on her wrist emitted a series of fine, rapid, and sharp rings, betraying their owner's extreme impatience.

Sixteen huge Image-Recording Formations floated silently before her like sixteen indifferent spy eyes, monitoring every corner inside and outside the auction center without leaving a single gap.

On the largest Formation in the center, Su Chen's figure was crystal clear.

He was slumping in that luxurious reclining chair in VIP Box One, his eyes slightly closed, looking perfectly peaceful.

That leisurely and carefree appearance was like an invisible awl, stabbing fiercely into Xie Jinghong's vision.

Her fox-like eyes narrowed dangerously, her gaze fixed firmly on that lazy Face.

"So he's sitting in VIP Box One."

She spoke softly, her voice flat and devoid of emotion.

But only she knew that with every word she uttered, the humiliated rage in her chest burned a bit brighter.

"Young Miss."

The maid Qing Luan stood by her side with hands lowered, keeping even her breathing as light as possible.

"Everything has been arranged according to your instructions."

"Speak."

Xie Jinghong spat out a single word, her gaze not moving an inch from the Image-Recording Formation.

"Three of the guild's highest-ranking gold-medal bidders have disguised themselves as ordinary Loose Cultivators and blended into the general seating area in the hall."

"Position A is in the third row on the east side."

"Position B is by the aisle on the west side."

"Position C is in the corner of the last row."

"The three do not know each other and are all fresh Faces; their bidding rhythms will be completely staggered and will definitely not arouse any suspicion."

Xie Jinghong's knuckles turned slightly white.

"What was the starting price set for the immortal body marrow core?"

"According to your instructions yesterday, the starting price is five million high-grade immortal stones."

"Five million..."

Xie Jinghong repeated the number, a cruel arc finally curling at the corner of her mouth.

She took a light sip of the immortal brew, letting the mellow liquid dissolve on the tip of her tongue.

In her mind, a fine show had already begun.

Five million was just the appetizer.

Once that self-proclaimed clever fool placed his first bid, the slaughterhouse would officially open its doors.

Position A would act like a rival equally determined to win, following the bids unhurriedly, adding only two hundred thousand each time to make him feel like everything was under control.

When he became irritable, Position B would act like an impulsive madman, suddenly raising the price by a million, completely disrupting his rhythm and forcing him into a high-stakes gamble.

And finally...

At the moment when he gritted his teeth and exhausted everything he had, thinking victory was in sight...

Position C.

Her sharpest blade would appear like a silent ghost, calling out a number that would make him completely collapse and fall into total despair.

She could almost imagine Su Chen's handsome Face turning from calm to solemn, then to distorted with every price hike, and finally turning gray and desolate after losing everything.

This was what she wanted!

She, Xie Jinghong, was going to give this Nine Heavens Divine Son a massive surprise!

Admittedly, that last piece of immortal body marrow core would likely still end up in her hands.

But so what?

What she wanted was never the marrow core itself!

She wanted the process!

She wanted to personally place Su Chen's dignity and his wallet together on the fire of the bidding war and roast them dry!

"That 'charity' of a thousand high-grade immortal stones yesterday..."

She swirled her wine glass, her narrow fox-like eyes flashing with the unique light of a predator, her sickly sweet voice carrying a chill that made even Qing Luan's Divine Soul tremble.

"Today, I want him to pay me back ten thousand times over, with interest!"

Qing Luan stood straight beside her, not daring to move an inch.

She had followed Xie Jinghong for eight hundred years and knew all too well what the Young Miss's tone meant.

The last one to make the Young Miss show such an expression was the Danxia Chamber of Commerce, ranked third in the Nanyan Immortal Continent.

Now, the name of that chamber of commerce, along with its former site, was overgrown with the most poisonous Soul-Severing Grass.

"After the target bids, Position A will follow first to get him worked up."

"Position B will be responsible for intensifying the tension."

"Position C will deliver the fatal blow at the end."

Xie Jinghong added one last instruction, her voice as soft as a lover's whisper.

"The rhythm must be natural."

"I want him to believe he lost to financial power, not to a scheme."

"As you command."

Qing Luan bowed and stepped back two paces, but she couldn't help but ask one more question cautiously.

"Young Miss, what if... what if he doesn't bid?"

Xie Jinghong finally turned her head and truly looked at her.

Those fox-like eyes curved into two crescents, her smile brilliant to the extreme, yet also cold to the extreme.

"He will bid."

Her tone was as certain as if she were stating a Law of the Heavenly Dao.

"A man who would throw away millions for ridiculous Face to buy a pile of scrap metal in a Loose Cultivator market—do you think he would pass up an immortal body marrow core that can truly enhance his strength?"

"He's willing to waste money even on trash, let alone something he truly needs."

She raised her wine glass and drained the immortal brew in one gulp, her Face wearing the absolute composure of a hunter who has locked onto her prey.

"Su Chen... I have already seen through him."

"Pretending to be aloof, vain, obsessed with Face, and likes to pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger... he's just a man whose mouth says no, but whose body is more honest than anyone's."

This certainty came from her fifteen hundred years of slaughter in the business world, from the Thousand-Faced Goddess's absolute confidence in her understanding of the human heart.

But what she didn't know...

Was that what she thought she had seen through was merely the tip of the iceberg.

In the eyes of this fox who fancied herself a hunter, that so-called 'prey' was not some Face-loving fat sheep at all.

Instead, he was a... Dragon, who was currently lifting its eyelids with interest from the abyss, quietly watching her.