114: Zhang Yun

Midnight.

Li Changfeng and Nan Qingyue entered the Auction House in disguise.

Wang Yi had been prepared for a long time, first sending Li Changfeng and Nan Qingyue to the auction.

Wang Yi even gave them both a prestigious identity, claiming, "These are guests from the Immortal Country."

After hearing this,

the passing Guards did not raise any suspicions.

Li Changfeng and Nan Qingyue's journey along the way could be considered smooth and unobstructed.

"Master, do you think we can really do this? Won't we be discovered?" Nan Qingyue was somewhat worried.

Not to mention whether this Wang Yi is trustworthy or not.

Just in this Auction House alone, with so many people, there was a fear of being recognized as people from the Divine Sword Sect.

If such a situation were to truly happen,

and the people from Mulan Manor found out that Li Changfeng and Nan Qingyue were from the Divine Sword Sect, they wouldn't even be able to run away.

This was simply walking into the tiger's den.

Nan Qingyue did not want such a thing to happen.

Just at this moment, Li Changfeng reached out and gently patted Nan Qingyue's little head, "Alright, don't worry, it will be fine. Besides, isn't there still me here?"

Li Changfeng smiled slightly at Nan Qingyue, which instantly put her much more at ease.

Immediately, Nan Qingyue took a deep breath; she was using this method to calm herself down.

"Okay, I understand, Master." Nan Qingyue nodded vigorously and chuckled.

Wang Yi led the Guards to patrol back and forth inside the Auction House, seemingly working earnestly, but in reality, he was using this opportunity to check all the exits.

The people from Mulan Manor would arrive soon; these people were coming for Wang Yi's life.

Moreover, once the people from Mulan Manor arrived, it would even affect Li Changfeng's plan; this matter could not afford any carelessness.

Li Changfeng and Nan Qingyue followed what was discussed with Wang Yi.

Li Changfeng entered the auction first, doing his utmost to bid for the Seven-Colored Powder.

But if he couldn't win the bid, the only method left would be to snatch the Seven-Colored Powder.

Of course, going to the auction to bid on the item was also Li Changfeng's idea. Since they could clearly buy it and save themselves some trouble, why not do it?

After all, in Li Changfeng's view, if a matter could be solved with money, he would never choose a stupid method like resorting to violence.

"Come, Qingyue, let's sit down and rest; it might be tiring later." Li Changfeng smiled slightly.

Li Changfeng took good care of Nan Qingyue.

Nan Qingyue nodded vigorously, "Yes, Master."

The two sat down slowly, though most of the guests had not yet taken their seats.

Sitting behind Li Changfeng was a man wearing a mink coat. The man looked to be in his thirties and had a shifty-eyed appearance.

Although it couldn't be said he looked like a treacherous villain, he certainly didn't look like a good person.

"Little brother." That person called out.

At first, Li Changfeng didn't want to pay attention; after all, dealing with people he didn't need to interact with was troublesome.

Li Changfeng held his head high, deliberately turning his head to speak to Nan Qingyue.

He hoped to use this method to make the man behind him shut up.

However, who would have thought,

"Little brother!" The man's voice was even louder.

After the man called out several times without anyone paying attention, he actually reached out and lightly patted Li Changfeng's shoulder.

"Little brother, can you hear me?" The man called out.

Li Changfeng grew somewhat impatient. He turned his head abruptly, and a cold glint erupted from his bright eyes.

Li Changfeng's gaze narrowed, staring fixedly at the man.

"What do you want?" Li Changfeng said coldly.

The man was taken aback by Li Changfeng's demeanor, and his heart trembled.

After a long while,

the man spoke slowly, "Little brother, what are you here to bid for?"

"Are we very familiar?" Li Changfeng retorted.

"Uh, I think this should be our first time meeting." The man smiled awkwardly and reached out to touch his head.

"Then why should I tell you?" Li Changfeng said faintly.

At this moment, facing this man, Li Changfeng wore an expression of vigilance.

What exactly did this person of unknown origin want?

Suddenly trying to get close, wouldn't that make one suspicious?

"Then let me introduce myself first; after all, the first time is awkward, but the second time is easy." Zhang Yun chuckled, "I am Zhang Yun, a medicine merchant from Yizhou City. May I ask for your name, Young Master?"

Li Changfeng looked at him coldly, but had no intention of revealing his name.

Seeing Li Changfeng silent, the atmosphere became even more awkward.

"Young Master, I came for the Seven-Colored Powder; my Pharmacy is currently lacking this medicinal ingredient." Zhang Yun chuckled.

After hearing this,

Li Changfeng immediately became hostile, clenching his fists tightly.

This person was also here for the Seven-Colored Powder.

What if he got to it first?

Or if this Zhang Yun won the bid, what then?

Li Changfeng lowered his head, lost in thought.

"Young Master, you don't have to look at me like that, right?" Zhang Yun sighed, "I am determined to obtain this medicinal ingredient, but judging by your attire, Young Master, you are clearly extraordinary!"

"I heard that the two of you are distinguished guests from the Immortal Country."

"Therefore, I hope the two of you can show mercy and yield this Seven-Colored Powder."

When Zhang Yun said this, he glanced at Li Changfeng's expression.

But seeing the look in Li Changfeng's eyes,

Zhang Yun instantly lost his confidence, "I just hope you..."

The rest of his words were not spoken; he was afraid.

After all, they were guests from the Immortal Country; a medicine merchant like Zhang Yun could not afford to offend them.

If they could come to an agreement, that would be fine, but if not, then it would just come down to who had more money.

"You want us to give up the Seven-Colored Powder?" Nan Qingyue frowned tightly.

Her tone was a bit aggressive; it seemed she was targeting Zhang Yun.

Without the Seven-Colored Powder, they couldn't save Situ Jiu.

Nan Qingyue did not want to easily give away the Seven-Colored Powder.

"That is the meaning." Zhang Yun said shamefacedly; he had been frightened by Nan Qingyue.

"On what grounds? Just because you say so, we should give it up?" Nan Qingyue snorted coldly, "Wouldn't we lose a lot of Face that way?"

After hearing this,

Li Changfeng chuckled secretly.

This girl learned quite fast; even her tone was so similar.

"This... I..." Zhang Yun gasped, struggling to calm himself down.

"Alright, I don't want to discourage you, but I'll tell you the truth. We are also here for the Seven-Colored Powder. If you are sensible, you should yield it to us." Nan Qingyue held her head high.

"Once we return to the Immortal Country, perhaps we can open a path for you in the future."

"At the very least, if there is a place where you need us, you can just say the word."

A cold glint erupted from Nan Qingyue's eyes, and she stared fixedly at Zhang Yun.

These words,

made Zhang Yun somewhat conflicted.

The Seven-Colored Powder was an existence of a treasure; to just give it away like this was truly painful.

However, if he could obtain the support of the adults from the Immortal Country, it would all be worth it.