123: Auction situation

Old Master Gao's face was somber as he held his head high and extended a single finger.

At this moment.

Old Master Gao turned his head back and gazed at the Seven-Colored Powder.

“The Gao Family raises the bid by one hundred taels!” Old Master Gao announced clearly.

The Host was overjoyed upon hearing this.

He had originally thought that after Old Master Gao's earlier words, no one present would dare to compete.

He assumed Old Master Gao would only increase the bid by a token amount.

However, to the Host's surprise, that wasn't the case at all; Old Master Gao had unexpectedly offered a hundred taels of gold in one go.

This caught the Host quite off guard.

“Old Master Gao bids four hundred taels of gold for the Seven-Colored Powder. Everyone, are there any other bids?” the Host asked as a matter of formality.

After all, the Auction House's procedures still had to be followed.

However, as soon as the Host finished speaking, Old Master Gao turned back, a cold glint flashing within his bright eyes.

Old Master Gao was already displeased; his gaze narrowed as he stared fixedly at the Host.

Seeing this, the Host sucked in a breath of cold air and struggled to calm himself down.

“Old Master Gao, please don't be angry. We still have to follow the necessary procedures of the Auction House, otherwise those above will blame us.” The Host looked helpless. “I am just a lowly employee; there's nothing I can do.”

After saying this.

Old Master Gao's expression gradually softened a bit.

Of course, this did not mean that Old Master Gao's anger had completely dissipated.

In fact, Old Master Gao shot a sharp glare at the Host from the corner of his eye before turning his head away and saying no more.

After a long while.

The Host returned to the high platform, reaching out his hand to guide the next phase.

“Seven-Colored Powder, the auction price is four hundred taels of gold. If no one else raises the bid, it goes to Old Master Gao!” Having said this, the Host breathed a sigh of relief.

“Four hundred taels once!”

“Four hundred taels twice!”

“Four hundred taels! Three—”

But just at that moment, as the Host had already raised his gavel and was about to strike it down.

Li Changfeng suddenly stood up, holding his bidding sign high.

“I bid five hundred taels of gold!” Li Changfeng practically shouted it out.

Hearing this.

The Host's expression changed drastically. He sucked in a breath of cold air and struggled to remain calm.

If he hadn't insisted on the formal procedure just now, this kid wouldn't have had the chance to bid.

Now, Old Master Gao was likely going to hate him to death.

The Host was somewhat flustered. He turned around and looked at Li Changfeng nearby. “Little brother, are you really bidding?”

“Yes.” Li Changfeng's gaze was incredibly firm.

Seeing this, the Host felt even more helpless.

Originally, the Host wanted to give a kind reminder, but he ended up facing such a situation.

Old Master Gao felt like killing the Host.

At this moment.

Old Master Gao raised his head, looking directly in the direction of the Host.

“Go, bid!” Old Master Gao narrowed his eyes slightly. He took a sharp breath and then gave the order.

Upon hearing this, the Guard immediately nodded.

Then, the Guard held the bidding sign high. “The Gao Family bids eight hundred taels of gold!”

Old Master Gao nodded with satisfaction upon hearing this.

Brat, you think you can compete with the Gao Family?

Why don't you see if you're even worthy?

I've doubled the bid; let's see how you handle that!

A cold glint flashed in Old Master Gao's eyes as he turned back to stare intently at Li Changfeng.

“The Gao Family bids eight hundred taels of gold for the Seven-Colored Powder! Are there any higher bids?” The Host had decided to go all out.

After all, the Host had Mulan Manor backing him.

And the Host could only gain more benefits by driving up the price of the auction items.

Men die for wealth just as birds die for food.

For the sake of money, the Host was willing to risk everything.

“Seven-Colored Powder, the world's number one miraculous poison, Seven-Colored Powder.”

“Rumor has it that anyone who touches it is certain to die!”

“For such a treasure, are there any more bids?”

The Host shouted, and as soon as he spoke, the crowd below the stage began to boil with excitement.

However.

Li Changfeng's brow furrowed; this was not a good development for him.

Li Changfeng had come only for the Seven-Colored Powder. Only with it could he save Situ Jiu's life.

But now.

With the guests below the stage excited, it would be even more difficult if they decided to compete.

This was the last thing Li Changfeng wanted.

“Master, what do we do now?” Nan Qingyue was a bit worried.

If the Seven-Colored Powder was won by someone else with a higher bid, Li Changfeng and Nan Qingyue would end up with nothing after all their efforts.

Such a situation would be truly helpless.

Li Changfeng sucked in a breath of cold air and tried to stay calm in the face of this situation.

After all, being anxious all the time wasn't a good solution.

“What else can we do? We can only go for it.” A cold glint flashed in Li Changfeng's eyes.

“True, there really is no other way.” Nan Qingyue took a sharp breath, feeling quite helpless.

After a long while.

With a somber face, Li Changfeng once again held his bidding sign high.

“One thousand taels!” Li Changfeng said with an air of calm.

Hearing this, Nan Qingyue sucked in a breath of cold air, feeling utterly helpless.

One thousand taels of gold?

When did Master bring out a thousand taels of gold?

Could Master be a hidden tycoon?

“Wait, when did Master become so rich?” Nan Qingyue was extremely curious.

But just then.

Old Master Gao turned his head and looked at the boy, Li Changfeng, once again.

This time.

Old Master Gao wished he could kill Li Changfeng with his eyes.

“Go and investigate for me, find out exactly where this kid comes from.” Old Master Gao's face was dark, and he wore a serious expression.

Knowing that the Gao Family was the dominant power in Yizhou City, this kid still dared to bid on items?

Unless the kid was insane, he must have some sort of background.

“Yes, Master.” The Guard hurriedly nodded and, after saying this, the two turned and left immediately, not daring to delay for a moment.

The Guard left the Auction House directly, quickening his pace once he was out of the hall.

This scene.

Just happened to be seen by Li Changfeng and Nan Qingyue.

“Master, where are those people going?” Nan Qingyue asked curiously.

“Where else could they go? They're going to check our identity and background.” Li Changfeng was dismissive.

These old fellows were extremely cautious.

They wouldn't easily take action without clearly investigating someone's identity and background.

If they accidentally offended a powerful figure.

For a Family like theirs, the losses would outweigh the gains.

Old Master Gao wouldn't do anything he wasn't sure about.

“Why? Why investigate us?” Nan Qingyue's brow furrowed. “But Master, if they find out we are Disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, will there be trouble?”

Nan Qingyue was somewhat worried.

After all, the name of the Divine Sword Sect was known throughout the world.