87: Welcome

The private jet sent by Arnold was a Boeing 770 Series, supporting custom configurations, priced between forty and sixty million, and served as a status symbol for Tycoons.

This was the first time Qin Yun and Julia had observed a luxury private jet up close.

When they got off the electric car, they walked around the plane once.

Qin Yun hadn't expected Arnold, who was usually very modest in his interactions, to be wealthy to this extent.

He even owned a private jet of this caliber.

Purchasing a private jet was an expensive outlay, and the daily maintenance, staffing, and hangar space were also considerable costs.

He wondered when he would be able to own a private jet himself.

That way, he could leisurely attend Warehouse Auctions in various cities.

Qin Yun shook his head, knowing this was a pipe dream.

Even if he earned a hundred million, he wouldn't consider a private jet.

A commercial Mercedes-Benz drove in from outside and stopped next to the plane.

Then, the young man, dressed in luxury brands from head to toe, looking like a societal elite, stepped out of the car.

He continuously praised the luxurious private jet upon seeing it.

"Whose ride is this? When will I be able to own my own private jet?"

While the young man was admiring the plane's sleek lines, he saw Qin Yun and Julia.

Seeing that both of them looked like ordinary people and were touching the fuselage with their hands, he looked displeased.

"Hey, I'm talking to you! Don't dirty the plane. If there's even a scratch, you won't be able to afford to pay for it in your lifetime."

"This is a Boeing 770-400 Series, worth at least fifty million dollars. Even if you worked your whole lives, you wouldn't get to touch the genuine leather sofa inside. Don't miss your scheduled flight because you're too busy being envious."

"But I'm different. As long as I inherit the family fortune, I can buy a smaller plane. The life of US Tycoons is something you common people can never touch."

the young man shook his head as he spoke, his face full of scorn, clearly looking down on the pair.

"That's not necessarily true. Whether you can afford a private jet is debatable, but we are definitely taking this plane."

Qin Yun was slightly annoyed and responded calmly.

"You, what do you mean? I am..."

the young man was somewhat enraged and hurried forward to question them, but his steps halted halfway, leaving him frozen in place.

"You must be Mr. Qin and Miss Julia. The plane is ready, you may board now."

Two flight attendants in uniform descended from the plane and respectfully invited Qin Yun and Julia to board.

Qin Yun waved at the young man, didn't say another word to him, and boarded the plane with Julia.

Only when he heard the roaring engine of the plane start up did the young man snap back to reality.

His face was burning hot now.

He hadn't expected that his attempt to show off his knowledge and humble-brag to two ordinary people would backfire; the two plainly dressed individuals turned out to be low-key big shots.

the young man was filled with regret. What if the big shots held a grudge against him for mocking them earlier?

The jet blast from the plane's tail rendered the young man helpless, and he awkwardly retreated from the runway, watching the plane disappear into the horizon with a strange mix of emotions.

Sitting in the spacious, luxurious leather seats, Julia was filled with excitement.

This was a private jet worth over fifty million dollars, and she hadn't realized Qin Yun was held in such high regard by Arnold.

It seemed the internal Warehouse Auction was extraordinary. There might be many rare treasures inside, and given Qin Yun's abilities, he was sure to gain a lot.

"Qin, what kind of auction do you think we're attending? Will it be different from the previous ones?"

Julia leaned comfortably on the sofa, looking forward to the upcoming auction, though with a slight hint of worry.

"We'll know when we get there. We just need to do our best."

Qin Yun shrugged and replied indifferently.

Since he possessed the Profound Vision Treasure Eye, he wasn't worried about anything concerning the Warehouse Auction.

Hearing Qin Yun say this, Julia calmed down and began carefully observing the plane's interior decoration.

Solid wood flooring, genuine leather sofas, a liquor bar, and spacious rooms.

It could be called a mansion in the sky, more enjoyable than staying in a five-star hotel.

Private jets were much smoother than commercial airliners, with only slight turbulence during takeoff.

After the flight leveled out, the flight attendant smiled and asked the pair if they needed anything.

Qin Yun ordered a soda water, took a sip, and began thinking about the yongle encyclopedia and the nine dragons precious sword.

The two ultimate treasures held great influence in Xia Country, and he also had a slight reputation in the US.

If the news became widely known.

Qin Yun was actually quite reluctant.

After becoming famous, he would be targeted by many people at the Warehouse Auctions, so it seemed he needed to devise a foolproof plan.

The destination of this trip was New York, and after a flight of less than three hours, the plane landed safely at the airport.

As soon as Qin Yun stepped out of the cabin door, he saw a group of people below.

He felt strange, wondering why so many people were gathered here so late at night.

He shook his head and helped Julia walk down the steps together.

Unexpectedly, before they even reached the bottom step, the group of people walked directly to both sides of the staircase and began clapping in welcome.

Qin Yun was stunned for a moment. Only after descending the plane did he see that it was Arnold leading a group of societal elites in suits and leather shoes.

He was a little overwhelmed and quickly walked up to shake hands with Arnold.

"I'm just a nobody. There's no need for such a grand display. It was already very kind of you to send a plane for me. How can I possibly accept such elaborate courtesy?"

Qin Yun maintained a humble and calm demeanor, showing no arrogance despite the extraordinary reception.

Arnold laughed heartily a few times.

"Hahaha."

"You're joking! The matter of you finding the yongle encyclopedia caused such a huge sensation online. There is no one more famous than you in the Treasure Hunting Circle."

"I invited you to handle this matter, and you are my most distinguished guest. Of course, I must show the utmost sincerity!"

Arnold held Qin Yun's hand and introduced him to his subordinates.

"This is the Eastern Kid, a celebrity in the Treasure Hunting Circle, and my best friend."

Hearing their boss say this, the surrounding people quickly offered their greetings.

"So young! Achieving such great accomplishments in such a short time is truly remarkable."

"I've wanted to see the amazing Eastern Kid in person for a long time. Seeing him now, he truly lives up to his reputation!"

"I know all about your deeds at the Warehouse Auctions; it's truly incredible."

...Qin Yun waved his hand dismissively, feeling a little embarrassed.

"It's nothing, I just got lucky."

"When does the auction start? I'm getting a little impatient."

Qin Yun turned and asked Arnold.

He was uncomfortable with being complimented by strangers, so getting straight to the point suited him better.

"Today is the last day for auction registration, which is why I contacted you urgently!"

"I apologize for disturbing your rest. After registration, you can relax. The competition will take place within the next few days, and I will notify you in advance."

After Arnold finished speaking, he escorted the two into a stretch Rolls-Royce.

"Not at all, it's my honor to participate in the auction."

Given Arnold's attitude, Qin Yun found it difficult to say anything further.

He mused internally, this auction seems quite formal. I wonder what good things will be there?