C32 (1/2)

”Sir, what do you need?”

She'd been there for a while, and it hadn't been hard to learn.

”Monster.”

”Then please go to the third floor.”

The servant led Bai Ru Yue to the third floor and whispered to a few people. She was invited to one of the many cubicles, and a waiter brought her a cup of tea.

Not long later, an old man walked in. ”You can take out the items that guests want to auction.”

Bai Ru Yue did not take it. Instead, she sized up the old man and asked: ”May I ask what rank of Appraiser you are?”

The old man was taken aback and puffed out his chest. ”Fifth Rank.”

”It's too low.”

”What?” The old man looked at Bai Ru Yue in shock, then there was displeasure in his eyes.

A fifth rank appraiser, this was an absolute palm master. He had worked in the Dobao for almost twenty years, but no one had ever dared to talk to him like this.

”I said it's too low. Go and get someone of the seventh rank or higher.” Bai Ru Yue muttered to herself. I remember that your Dobao has a Eighth Pin Appraiser with the surname Luo. I wonder if he is still alive? ”

If the Grade Eight Appraiser from a hundred years ago were to break through to the peak of Grade Nine, then he should still be alive right now. Probably ancient.

Bai Ru Yue's words completely stunned the old man. After a full three breaths of time, he quickly lowered her head: ”Customer, please wait a moment.

The old man escaped in panic. Bai Ru Yue smiled.

In a place like the Auction House, you had to act cool. Otherwise, if they thought you were from the lower class, you could be tricked.

Very quickly, a waiter came in and took away the tea in front of Bai Ru Yue. Not mentioning how she poured another cup of tea, she even served Bai Ru Yue a plate of tea.

After a few breaths of time, the curtain raised and a middle-aged man who looked like the head storekeeper walked in.

”Dear guest, this one is Luo Jin Pan, the grandchild of the appraiser that you mentioned before. He is only at the seventh rank.

”Are you the manager of the Dobao or an appraiser?” Bai Ru Yue still did not take anything out.

”I am the head manager of Dobao, and also the owner of Dobao.”

”Oh, looks like Luo Qinghui did what he said in the end. Then, is he still not at the ninth rank?”

Bai Ru Yue's words stunned Luo Jinping for a moment, he then nodded his head respectfully: ”Yes, he hasn't succeeded yet, he had already passed away seven years ago.”

”Seven years ago, that was pretty good. He was still a hundred and fifty-two years old.”

After Bai Ru Yue said this, she extended her hand and took out the demon pulp from Bree's mouth, and threw it out disdainfully: ”See!”

With just one sentence, Bai Ru Yue made the person who came to the scene know his great-grandfather for real. Otherwise, how would she know her age? She was even more clear on the fact that this old man wanted to eat the Dobao back then?

And what did this mean? This meant that the lady who covered her face with hood was definitely not an ordinary person! at least a stage nine Great Spirit, or even … Higher!

Otherwise, how could he live for long? Know more about this?