Chapter 23 – My surname is Xiao
Wan Jianfeng hurriedly took the pills, glanced at them, and was utterly speechless with shock.
A third-grade Chongxu Pill could guarantee a breakthrough from the tenth level of the Body Refining Realm to the first level of the Qi Condensing Realm, with no side effects!
A third-grade Explosive Yuan Pill could allow a martial artist in the early Qi Condensing Realm to unleash the peak strength of the tenth level of the Qi Condensing Realm, but only for one move! If a high-level Qi Condensing Realm martial artist took it, they could exhibit the strength of an Innate Expert for one strike!
The value of these two pills was no less than that of a Qi Condensing Pill!
Wan Jianfeng's hands began to tremble. Such a significant figure must not be offended. He knew the influence of a third-grade alchemist; with a mere wave of a hand, they could have him, the president of this branch, wiped out without a trace.
Wan Jianfeng was extremely relieved that he hadn't done anything inappropriate earlier; otherwise, no one could save him.
"Sir, I will auction off your three pills as soon as possible."
Calming himself, Wan Jianfeng bowed deeply, offering the highest level of courtesy.
"Mm, I hope you won't disappoint me," Huang Mao said indifferently. "If you do well, I'll return to auction more pills in the future."
Hearing this, Wan Jianfeng became even more respectful.
"We will not disappoint you. In three days, there will be an auction, and I hope you will honor us with your presence."
Wan Jianfeng respectfully handed over a purple-gold token.
Huang Mao glanced at the token and casually put it into his storage ring.
"Alright, I'll be there in three days. I hope the auction will have something that piques my interest."
"I guarantee your satisfaction!" Wan Jianfeng promised respectfully, hesitating for a moment before asking, "May I know your name, sir?"
"My surname is Xiao."
Huang Mao patted his clothes and left.
Seeing Huang Mao leave, Wan Jianfeng let out a long sigh. Who would have thought that such an unassuming masked man was actually a third-grade alchemist?
Su Ya was even more frightened. She had just dared to seduce a third-grade alchemist. If she had angered that gentleman, no one would have said a word if he killed her.
"Xiao Ya, inform the Fire Cloud Sect that the Fire Cloud Auction will be held in advance, three days from now. Bring out all the items we've been saving."
"Yes!"
Su Ya knew that because of that gentleman, the annual Fire Cloud Auction had to be moved up to three days later. She believed that the other higher-ups at the bank wouldn't dare refuse. If they accidentally offended a third-grade alchemist, no one could bear the responsibility.
At this moment, Wan Jianfeng seemed to remember that Master Gu Yun was still waiting for him. He quickly stood up and left the room.
After leaving the room, Wan Jianfeng hurried to the bank's reception hall, where he saw an elderly man with white hair and a long beard sitting in a chair, looking at him with a gloomy expression.@@novelbin@@
"Master Gu Yun, I apologize for keeping you waiting," Wan Jianfeng said apologetically.
"President Wan, you have quite the nerve, making me wait for half an hour!" Master Gu Yun mocked.
"I wouldn't dare. I just encountered an important guest, which delayed me for a moment," Wan Jianfeng said, bowing his head.
"Heh, an important guest? Is there someone more important than me, a second-grade alchemist?" Master Gu Yun was first taken aback, then looked at him with a forced smile.
Wan Jianfeng's mouth twitched. Lord Xiao was a third-grade alchemist; who do you think is more important? However, Master Gu Yun wasn't someone to be trifled with either. Not only was he a second-grade alchemist, but he was also an honorary elder of the Fire Cloud Sect. Offending either side was not an option.
Wan Jianfeng had no choice but to apologize, saying the bank's hospitality was lacking, and offered a slew of pleasantries and promises of various benefits.
Master Gu Yun stood up, gave a sinister smile, and glanced at Su Ya, who had just arrived at the door, with a trace of wickedness in his eyes.
"President Wan, no need for benefits. Miss Su Ya is quite nice; why not give her to me, and we'll write off today's incident. In the future, I can discuss cooperation with your bank."
Su Ya's face turned pale at these words.
Wan Jianfeng's expression was very unpleasant. Su Ya managed all the bank's affairs, big and small, and was practically the second-in-command. When people in Fire Cloud City mentioned Qianlong Bank, the first person they thought of wasn't him but the alluring Su Ya.
Giving Su Ya away would be tantamount to slapping himself in the face.
"Master Gu Yun, you must be joking," Wan Jianfeng forced a smile.
"I never joke! President Wan, I'll give you three days to consider. I'm sure you're a smart man," Master Gu Yun said with a strange laugh, leaving after saying this.
"President, I, I..." Su Ya was at a loss.
Wan Jianfeng sighed, walked up to Su Ya, and said earnestly, "Su Ya, you should know that sacrificing you for a second-grade alchemist is quite worth it."
"President!" Su Ya knelt down, her eyes red.
Serving an old man... how could she! It was worse than killing her!
"However, if you can win over Lord Xiao, not only will I not sell you out, but the position of president will be yours for the taking if you want it," Wan Jianfeng continued.
Su Ya, as if grasping a lifeline, wiped her tears and quickly nodded, "Yes! I understand!"
Su Ya was born with a charm technique, and once used, any man would be at her beck and call.
She had only used this charm technique twice: once on a master who sacrificed himself to save her life, and the second time on Wan Jianfeng, who saw the value in her charm technique and brought her into Qianlong Bank.
If she used it on that gentleman, she was confident she could bring him into Qianlong Bank.
"First, investigate his background. As long as his origins aren't too significant, you can make your move," Wan Jianfeng said solemnly.
"Yes!" Su Ya's eyes flashed with determination.
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"Haha! Boss, wasn't my performance just now pretty good?" Huang Mao said proudly as they walked down the street.
"Good, my foot! If it weren't for me, you'd be dead without knowing how!" Xiao Long sneered.
"Ah? Is it that serious?" Huang Mao was shocked.
"Hmph." Xiao Long snorted, offering no explanation.
A third-grade alchemist with only the ninth level of the Body Refining Realm's weak strength—Xiao Long didn't think Qianlong Bank wouldn't be tempted.
Huang Mao walked for a while and arrived in front of a luxurious inn. The inn was vast and imposing, like a large palace, considered the most luxurious inn in Fire Cloud City.
"Shopkeeper, prepare a room of the highest grade," Huang Mao said as he walked in.
The shopkeeper sized up Huang Mao, cupped his hands, and said respectfully, "Sir, a room of the highest grade costs five thousand lower-grade spirit stones per day. If you use middle-grade spirit stones, it's only forty per day."
Huang Mao tossed over a storage ring.
"Book me for ten days. During this time, I don't want to be disturbed!"
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