The sudden attack stunned Ying Qianshi for a moment, but he quickly reacted.
Just as the fist print was about to hit, his body strangely transformed into a wisp of black mist, evading the attack.
"Leinsent, I hope next time you can find a different way to greet me!" Ying Qianshi reformed his physical body and expressed his strong displeasure at Leinsent's surprise assault.
"Yo! Good reflexes!"
Leinsent shook his fist, his eyes filled with fighting spirit. "It seems your strength has also improved after following the Divine Lord these past few days! How about we find a place to spar?"
For Leinsent, combat was his greatest passion.
The moniker "Battle God King" was not earned in vain.
"Since you like sparring so much, how about I tell the Divine Lord to spar with you!" Ying Qianshi gave him a half-smile.
"Uh! This..."
Hearing this, Leinsent's heart trembled, and he quickly said, "Actually... taking a break occasionally is also good! No need to trouble him, the elder!"
"Pfft!"
Seeing Leinsent's immediate surrender, Nangong Qianyu, who was beside him, couldn't help but laugh. "Leinsent, don't worry! When you spar with Ye Ming, I'll ask him to go easy on you!"
"I... No! Please don't!" Leinsent said with a crestfallen face. "Miss Qianyu, you can't joke about this!"
Sparring with Ye Ming!
Was that even considered sparring?
It was purely one-sided abuse.
"Alright! Everyone quickly come in! The auction is about to start!"
Ying Qianshi glanced at the countdown below. Thirty seconds remained until the auction.
After everyone entered, the auction's host appeared.
All the private rooms were already filled.
"First, I welcome everyone to this temporary auction. On behalf of Dawn Auction House, I express my sincere gratitude to all distinguished guests..."
Following this, the host briefly explained the reason for holding this temporary auction.
However, due to the auction house's principle of confidentiality, they only mentioned that a mysterious individual wished to sell their treasured possessions, which led them to approach Dawn Auction House.
No further details were revealed.
"Alright! I declare that this temporary auction officially begins!"
With the sound of a gong, the auction officially commenced.
At the same time, inside private room number five.
"Why hasn't Ye Ming returned yet?"
Nangong Qianyu, seeing that the auction had started but Ye Ming was nowhere in sight, grew anxious.
"Don't worry! Qianyu! Aren't you confident in Young Master's strength?" Duolisha sat beside Nangong Qianyu and gently reassured her.
"Of course I am! It's just..."
"Just what?"
Before Nangong Qianyu could finish her sentence, a voice she was incredibly familiar with suddenly echoed in the room.
Gradually, the space before everyone seemed to tear apart!
And then, a figure walked out from within!
It was Ye Ming!
What an "arrogant" entrance.
"Ye Ming! You... you're back!" Nangong Qianyu rushed over, her face beaming.
"Mhm! I was afraid if I didn't come back soon, someone would start crying from worry!" Ye Ming playfully poked Nangong Qianyu's nose with his finger and chuckled.
"You... Hmph!"
Nangong Qianyu stomped her foot and ran back to Duolisha's side, avoiding his gaze.
Ye Ming laughed heartily at this, then turned to Ying Qianshi and asked, "How is it? What's the situation here?"
"I've been monitoring everyone since the auction began," Ying Qianshi glanced at the other private rooms. "The most likely individuals to cause chaos are in the other nine private rooms!"
In other words, their focus should be on the people in the other rooms.
"Oh!"
Ye Ming closed his eyes, and his senses instantly spread to cover all the private rooms.
After a moment, he had scanned everyone in the other private rooms.
"Indeed! Li Zhirou didn't lie!" Ye Ming thought to himself. "Representatives from the four Dark Clans have all arrived!"
Of these ten private rooms, excluding their own room number five, eight of the remaining nine were occupied by members of the Four Bright and Four Dark Clans.
As for the last remaining room, it was quite mysterious.
"Let's just watch the show! Perhaps we won't even need to make a move this time!" With the intelligence provided by Li Zhirou, Ye Ming had a general plan in mind.
"Good!"
At this moment, the first item to be auctioned was brought to the stage.
"First, we present our first auction item, named the Heavenly Heart Fruit. I believe many distinguished guests present are not unfamiliar with this fruit! I will not elaborate further." The host displayed a pure white fruit.
"The Heavenly Heart Fruit, isn't that said to be a divine item that can repair damaged heart meridians?"
"Not only that! I've heard from the older generation that the kernel of the Heavenly Heart Fruit contains a drop of Heavenly Heart Essence. Just consuming it can also cleanse the marrow and temper the body."
"I can't believe the first auction item is such a divine object. I can't even imagine what else will follow."
"Yes! I'm really looking forward to it!"
"..."
"Heavenly Heart Fruit, starting bid is ten million Hua coins, with each increment no less than one hundred thousand Hua coins!"
As the host announced the starting bid, someone immediately began to bid.
"Twelve million!"
"Sixteen million!"
"Twenty million!"
"..."
In less than a minute, the bids had reached thirty million Hua coins.
After reaching this figure, the bidding pace began to slow down.
At this point, someone from private room number seven made a bid: "Forty million!"
Hiss!
Hearing this number, everyone in the auction hall gasped.
They had increased the bid by ten million in one go.
As expected!
Those who could afford to sit in these rooms were beyond their reach.
Currently, private room number seven contained only two figures.
One was a middle-aged man.
He had sharp eyes, a resolute face, and an air of dominance about him.
Behind him stood a young man, around twenty-five or twenty-six years old.
The young man bore a close resemblance to the middle-aged man. His hair was slightly long, obscuring his left eye. From the outside, he seemed to exude a sense of melancholy.
"Huan'er, this Heavenly Heart Fruit should help with your injuries. I will get it for you!"
Yang Yan looked at his son, who stood silently behind him, his eyes rarely showing a trace of melancholy.
And hidden anger and unwillingness.
For him, who had been dominant his entire life, such emotions should not have appeared.
But when he saw his son's left eye covered by his hair, that feeling naturally arose.
"Dad! You should know, this Heavenly Heart Fruit is of no use to me!" Yang Huan looked at his father with a calm expression.
It seemed some things had truly been accepted.
"No! There must be a way!"
Yang Yan was unwilling to give up. "Huan'er, don't worry. Once we obtain that item, your grandfather will surely be able to cure you!"