Chapter 29: Conflict

"May I ask for your distinguished name?" The middle-aged man sitting opposite Du Fei moved his gaze from the potion on the table to Du Fei, seemingly sizing him up before speaking calmly.

"If I could reveal my identity so easily, do you think I would be dressed like this?" Du Fei was well aware that he must not disclose his identity at such a time. He slightly pursed his lips and then said coolly.

"Hehe, I understand, I understand. However, allow me to introduce myself. I am Yuan Hong, a Ninth Rank Alchemist, and I manage this auction house... Hehe, although I am a Ninth Rank Alchemist, I can only refine one or two types of pills, which is quite embarrassing! I have tested this potion, and although it is unprecedented, it has indeed reached the quality of a Ninth Rank pill, and its effects are as you described... May I ask how you plan to proceed? Do you want to sell it directly to us, or would you like us to arrange an auction?" Yuan Hong smiled warmly and spoke enthusiastically.

"Auction it! But when is the earliest it can be done?"

"Hehe, if you are in urgent need of money, I will arrange it as soon as possible. Why don't you rest in the VIP lounge on the second floor of the auction house?" As he spoke, Yuan Hong casually took out a jade token from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"Alright!" Du Fei glanced at the jade token casually, then took it and walked out of the room.

After Du Fei left, Yuan Hong frowned slightly and muttered to himself, "When did another alchemist appear in Yuecheng... This is a big deal... If the people from those three families find out, won't Yuecheng be in chaos again?"

"I hope this is just a passing deity!"

He rubbed his temples slightly, sighed, and then clapped his hands, signaling someone to take the items to the auction house.

Sitting in the VIP lounge on the second floor of the auction house, Du Fei frowned slightly.

The auction house had two floors. The first floor was open to everyone, while the second floor was only accessible to those with a certain status. In Yuecheng, the people who could enter the second floor could be counted on one hand, so they were all familiar with each other.

The arrival of an outsider like Du Fei naturally attracted many gazes.

However, Du Fei paid no attention to these gazes. He found a corner and sat down casually, his gaze sweeping over the auction house.

On the stage in the center of the auction house, a middle-aged man in a white robe held a small, exquisite hammer and was introducing various items with a rather passionate tone. No matter how good or bad the items were, he would praise them to the skies, so the appearance of any item would spark a bidding frenzy.

Of course, although these items were all good, they did not attract the attention of the people in the VIP lounge. Therefore, the atmosphere in the auction house, while not bad, was not exactly heated.

As time passed, a few good items occasionally appeared in the auction house, including a scroll of an Eighth Rank martial technique, which sparked intense competition and was eventually sold for a very high price. However, no truly excellent items seemed to have appeared.

The people in the VIP lounge also scanned the empty seats in the center with a somewhat absent-minded look, clearly waiting for someone to appear.

Frowning for a moment, Du Fei's gaze swept over the area.

"The Du family, Lian family, Gongsun family, and various other forces in the city all seem to have sent representatives. I wonder who else hasn't come, making so many people wait for their appearance... I guess, if this person doesn't show up, the truly good items won't be put on the stage!"

After pondering for a moment, Du Fei became quite curious about this person who had yet to appear, occasionally glancing at the empty seats.

Just as Du Fei was paying attention, he heard footsteps behind him, and almost everyone in the VIP lounge stood up simultaneously.

Several figures slowly appeared at the back of the VIP lounge.

Among them, the most eye-catching was a woman in a purple robe. She was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, tall and slender, with skin as fair as snow. What was most striking about her was the natural noble aura she exuded, which, though indescribable, made people feel somewhat intimidated.

Behind her were several young women, who, while not as eye-catching as her, were all quite beautiful.

In this scene, the woman in the center was extremely eye-catching. Even the usual tyrants of Yuecheng, after giving her a fiery look, showed a hint of reverence, wanting to approach but not daring to, only greeting her from a distance.

"This woman seems to be no ordinary person..." Du Fei thought to himself but did not stand up to greet her like the others. Instead, he remained in the corner, his gaze sweeping over the auction house again.

This was not out of arrogance, but because Du Fei believed that the behavior of the people in the VIP lounge was closely watched by the owner of the auction house. In such a place, if he did not maintain his mystery and showed any weakness, he might be swallowed up!

Du Fei also firmly believed that with the mysterious title of an alchemist, no matter who this woman was, she would not dare to offend him easily!

Although Du Fei did not make any movements or say another word, his behavior in the VIP lounge stood out like a crane among chickens. The powerful figures of Yuecheng all frowned slightly, but who among those who dared to act like this did not have some skills? Therefore, no one said anything more.

Even the woman's gaze swept over him, seemingly surprised, as she clearly did not expect someone to dare to lose face in front of her.

Du Fei ignored these unusual gazes, remaining as he was, occasionally smirking, his casual demeanor making the atmosphere in the VIP lounge even more awkward.

After a moment, one of the men who had appeared with the woman slowly walked over to Du Fei, coughing slightly.

However, upon hearing the cough, Du Fei acted as if he had not heard anything, his interested gaze still on the auction stage below.

"Cough..." The man coughed again, his handsome face twitching slightly, clearly unused to anyone in Yuecheng daring to treat him with such disrespect.

"Sir..." After hesitating for a moment, the man spoke in a low voice.

"Is there something you need?" Du Fei slowly turned his head, his half-smiling gaze piercing through the veil of his hood and landing on the man's face, speaking calmly.

"Hehe... May I ask for your distinguished name?" The man seemed slightly taken aback by Du Fei's tone and spoke with a hint of respect.

"You are not worthy of asking my name." Du Fei said coolly, "I have no interest in what you are doing. Just don't disturb me."

With that, Du Fei ignored the man and turned back, his gaze returning to the stage.

"You..." The man's expression stiffened, his fists clenching slightly. He glanced back and saw the woman's half-smiling expression, then sneered, "Sir, don't think you can get away with this... This auction house is not a place for someone like you to come!"

"Do you mean this auction house is yours?" Du Fei shook his head slightly, his gaze slowly returning.

"This..."

"Since it's not yours, don't talk so much... If you want to please a woman, find your own way. With your skills, you are not worthy of causing me trouble!" As he finished speaking, Du Fei slowly stood up, his gaze cold and piercing, as if he was about to strike at any moment.

Although Du Fei showed no unusual signs, the sudden pressure and his mysterious appearance made the people in the VIP lounge feel considerable pressure.

"You are asking for death!" The man growled, his face flushing, then gritted his teeth and stomped his foot, launching a punch at Du Fei's chest.

Seeing the man suddenly attack, Du Fei's lips twitched slightly, feeling somewhat amused and helpless. This time, it seemed he had played it a bit too big!

However, he had no intention of showing any weakness. His foot trembled slightly, and true qi instantly flowed through his body, his eyes flashing with determination.

"Bang..."

Just as Du Fei was about to counter, a figure flashed from the side, striking the man's fist with a palm, instantly blocking his attack. With a loud bang, both figures quickly retreated.

"True qi, these two are Ninth Rank Warriors, aren't they!" The sudden turn of events made Du Fei frown slightly, but this was within his expectations, so he did not show any surprise. He merely sneered lightly, maintaining his mysterious demeanor.

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