Chapter 143: Meeting Yang An Again (1/2)

Chapter 143: Meeting Yang An Again

Yang An!

That familiar figure was the same person defeated by Huang Xiaolong in the Yuwai Kingdom –Yang An.

He didn’t expect the auction would attract Yang An from the Yuwai Kingdom. Since Yang An was there, then wouldn’t his Grandfather, Yang Dong, also be around?

Huang Xiaolong’s eyes narrowed.

“Yang An?” At this point, Fei Hou also noticed Yang An inside the auction hall, and like Huang Xiaolong, he was surprised as well.

“So, that little brat is Yang An?” Marshal Haotian’s eyes trailed Fei Hou, falling onto Yang An’s figure. He might not have been there in the Yuwai Kingdom, but he received news about Huang Xiaolong defeating Yang An in the Yuwai Kingdom.

Fei Hou nodded: “That’s the kid.”

At this time, Yang An walked through the passageway for special guests, confirming Huang Xiaolong’s prediction: Yang Dong indeed came because only Xiantian realm experts were eligible for a private room. Therefore, if Yang Dong wasn’t around, Yang An wouldn’t have access a private room.

People continued to enter the auction hall in droves, both large and small forces from neighboring kingdoms had made the journey.

The entire hall was a noisy racket.

Despite that, ever since they entered the auction hall, the chatterbox known as Huang Min had actually been silent, sitting down obediently as her big round eyes roamed around the ground floor of the auction hall as if looking for someone.

Seeing this, Huang Xiaolong smiled, “I say little girl, did you come to the auction not to buy things, but to look for someone?”

Originally, Huang Xiaolong spoke these words to tease Huang Min, but he didn’t expect that Huang Min would blush and shoot him an angry stare, “Big brother, what are you saying? I came to the auction to buy things of course!”

Huang Xiaolong did not think he would guess correctly that his little sister was indeed looking for someone here.

“Then you tell me, which item from the auction is the one you want?” Huang Xiaolong’s tone laced with a double entendre as he smiled sheepishly at his little sister.

Huang Min mumbled unintelligibly, yet after what seemed like half a day, no concrete answer came out from her. In the end, she tilted her head up in shy anger: “Anyhow, I came to bid for items!”

Huang Xiaolong shook his head with a faint, wry smile on his face.

Marshal Haotian and Fei Hou couldn’t help letting out a tiny smile.

By this time, a sea of people had already crowded the huge auction all. Fortunately, the place was big with ten thousand seats prepared beforehand… however, each of them was filled. There were no empty seats left.

If the lower seats’ situation was as such, one wouldn’t even need to mention the very limited private rooms likely being fully booked early on.

A short while later, the entrance to the auction was closed, no longer allowing additional participants to enter because an old man in his seventies wearing an auctioneer’s robe had already walked up onto the stage.

After the old man went up, he briefly introduced himself, stating that he was Thousand Treasures Auction House’s high-grade auctioneer. In the Luo Tong Kingdom’s Thousand Treasures Auction House, there were only two high-grade auctioneers. Of course, there were many early-grade and mid-grade ones too. At this time, the auction was being overseen by one of the high-grade auctioneers so the importance given to this particular auction was evident.

After introducing himself, he continued with the auction rules before finally declaring that the auction would begin.

The first item up for auction was a lump of Golden Crow Marrow.

Golden Crow Marrow was a crucial ingredient to refine a Grade Four Spirit Dan, and normal Golden Crow Marrow was only as big as an infant’s fist, but the one being auctioned was the size of an adult’s palm.

The starting price for it was a hundred thousand gold coins.

Usually, the first item auctioned would be the cheapest item of the event.

A hundred thousand gold coins!

Thinking of the ratio against the items being auctioned towards the end, the smaller forces felt their hearts tighten.

“One hundred and ten thousand!”

“One hundred and twenty thousand!”

In an instant, the bidding voices clamored below the stage.

And in the end, that palm-sized Golden Crow Marrow was won at one hundred thirty thousand gold coins.