Chapter 183 (1/2)

Chapter 183: Auction (Part IV)

Translator: Yukidaruma Translations  Editor: Yukidaruma Translations

One day before the auction, in the underground room.

Ferdinand said, “Although this Bruno is a profligate son, he isn’t an idiot. He might come up with all sorts of ridiculous requests. Therefore, I have thought of a way out.”

Fang Xingjian had his eyes closed, cultivating. A gleam of white light shot out from his fingertip.

Ferdinand did not pay it much heed. He had long gotten used to Fang Xingjian maintaining this state of cultivation for almost twenty-four hours a day, so he just went on, “Xingjian, with your ability, you should be able to pass off as someone.”

“It’s just nice that these parietal bones came from the Northern Ice Region, and in that academy, there’s a Headmaster known for his formless sword Qis.

“However, what he’s even more known for is actually his pettiness and violent temperament.”

Ferdinand smiled, “Hehe, none of the people who’ve offended him have escaped from his revenge. If you can pass off as him, you should be able to suppress Bruno.”

Of course, this act of passing off as someone else must not be done openly.

When facing someone like Bruno, sometimes, it would be more effective to drop him some seemingly unintentional hints, and let him guess for himself.

This resulted in the current situation. Bruno knew in advance that this person came from the Northern Ice Region. He would then see him displaying Ether Sword Ripples to suppress four Knights, and would be able to tell from vague hints that this person was very petty.

‘Hans Wilson.’ This name appeared in Bruno’s mind.

‘So this person is Hans Wilson? Coming from an academy in Northern Ice Region, with formless slashes which can instantly kill a first transition Knight of the Academy, and with a bad temper, calculative regarding every single detail.’

Bruno’s expression under the gold mask was now one of great confidence.

A person like him tended to be extremely confident about their own conjectures.

Since he had ‘confirmed’ that the other party was Hans Wilson, he was obviously not worried about being deceived. A Conferred Knight, the Headmaster of an academy… How could he possibly employ such underhanded means?

Therefore, he got his subordinates to step back and he said, “Haha, Headmaster still has that bad temper. I wonder if Brother Colin is doing well in Northern Ice Region?”

Colin was a genius who had left Kirst for Northern Ice Region five years before, and had entered the Wilson Regional Academy.

Hearing Bruno’s words, Fang Xingjian turned silent as if he was surprised. Only after a short while did he speak a bit impatiently, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Do you want to go ahead with the deal or not?”

With Fang Xingjian acting so conspicuously, Bruno was even more confident in his conjecture. He shook his head and said, “Of course, I believe what you say. Since that’s the case, I’ll just use the parietal bones directly. Six hours later, the thirty thousand gold will be sent here.”

Although he was sure, since the other party had said that he could pay the thirty thousand in one go after the six hours, Bruno would not pretend to be generous and insist on paying the fifteen thousand gold right now.

The attendant at the side let out a sigh of relief and said, “Could the two of you kindly follow me to the meditation room.”

One of Bruno’s subordinates asked, “Young Master, do you need us to accompany you?”

Bruno waved his hand and pretended to be generous, “It’s fine. Appreciating Heaven’s Perception must be done in absolute silence. It’s disadvantageous if there’s too many people around. Moreover, with this lord with me, what could possibly go wrong?”

With that, he smiled and left with Fang Xingjian.

…

On the first storey, when the black-robed man mentioned that the person using the parietal bones cannot leave his sight during the six hours, the place turned silent.

After very long, the (fake) man with the gold mask let out a bitter laugh, “To tell you the truth, I’m actually just a representative. The real person who had bought the parietal bones isn’t me.