Chapter 69: Chapter 67: Now Things Are Getting Lively
Mo Lin really couldn’t understand who would be so foolish to buy two useless Ghost Artifacts.
These two Ghost Artifacts had a special use for Mo Lin, otherwise he wouldn’t have spent more than thirty thousand Netherworld Currency on these useless Ghost Artifacts.
Mo Lin looked towards the direction of the voice; the person bidding was a young man dressed in brand-name clothes.
He was crossing his legs with a smile on his face.
It was unclear why he wanted these two useless Ghost Artifacts.
"Thirty-five thousand Netherworld Currency." Mo Lin said again.
"Thirty-six thousand Netherworld Currency." The young man called out, then smiled at Mo Lin.
The only reason he wanted these two Ghost Artifacts was because he was interested.
"Forty thousand Netherworld Currency."
Mo Lin directly called out a shocking price.
Mo Lin was determined to get these two Ghost Artifacts today.
Mo Lin had raised the price of these two Ghost Artifacts to an amount they did not deserve.
What is the concept of forty thousand Netherworld Currency?
Under normal circumstances, apart from Mo Lin, no one would bid such a high price.
As Mo Lin’s voice fell.
The scene was in an uproar.
Everyone present buzzed like boiling water, discussing animatedly.
"Forty thousand Netherworld Currency? Is this guy crazy?"
"Do these two Ghost Artifacts have some special use?"
"He’s damn rich."
"So extravagant."
"What’s this guy’s status that he has so much Netherworld Currency?"
Some people envied Mo Lin’s wealth.
Some people wondered if there was something special about these two Ghost Artifacts.
Mo Lin coldly glanced at the young man, doubting he would bid a higher price.
Sure enough, as Mo Lin expected, the young man did not raise the price again.
Yamada squinted at Mo Lin and laughed, "Brother, you are quite wealthy!"
Mo Lin coldly retorted to Yamada, "At least wealthier than you."
"I just wanted to tell you sometimes connections are more useful than money." Yamada intentionally teased Mo Lin.
Mo Lin frowned slightly, not understanding what Yamada meant by this.
"Ahem..."
Yamada cleared his throat and slowly stood up, "My name is Yamada, and my master is the Fire Talisman Celestial Master."
With Yamada’s introduction of his identity.
Everyone present gave Yamada admiring looks.
After all, the name of the Fire Talisman Celestial Master was quite well-known.
"So that guy is Yamada, the senior disciple of the Fire Talisman Celestial Master."
"He actually came to Yun Chuan."
"Why would the disciple of the Fire Talisman Celestial Master come to a small place like Yun Chuan?"
"I heard the Fire Talisman Celestial Master’s power is on par with a level six Ghost-Controlling Master, so his disciple’s power shouldn’t be bad either."
Yamada’s introduction sparked a stir among those present.
Mo Lin folded his arms, watching what trick Yamada would play.
The woman on the platform froze for a moment upon hearing the name Fire Talisman Celestial Master, then looked towards the middle-aged man in a suit on the left.
The middle-aged man thought for a moment and then understood.
"Since the Fire Talisman Celestial Master’s disciple likes these two Ghost Artifacts, I’ll give them to you." The middle-aged man smiled at Yamada.
He wanted to use these two Ghost Artifacts to establish a good relationship with the Fire Talisman Celestial Master’s disciple.
At least leave a good impression on him, it might be useful in the future.
When the Fire Talisman Celestial Master’s disciple introduced himself, it was also a hint for the middle-aged man to do so.
"You want to give them to me? Thank you." Yamada said slowly to the middle-aged man, "I’ll treat you to tea after the auction ends."
"No need to be polite." The middle-aged man responded with a cupped fist.
Yamada gave Mo Lin a provocative look.
The meaning was clear, he was just trying to disgust Mo Lin.
"I already bought these two Ghost Artifacts. What right do you have to give them to him?" Mo Lin stepped forward, dissatisfied and questioned Zhao San.
"Because I am the auction manager, I have that right."
Zhao San decided to curry favor with Yamada, even at the risk of offending Mo Lin, hoping to connect with the Fire Talisman Celestial Master behind Yamada.
"As long as our Wanhai Auction hasn’t received your Netherworld Currency, these Ghost Artifacts don’t belong to you." Zhao San added again.
Xianyun stood up and accused Zhao San, "That’s too much, you’re breaking the rules."
Mo Lin had already bid a high price of forty thousand Netherworld Currency, according to logic, these Ghost Artifacts should belong to Mo Lin.
"I am the manager of this auction house, I am the rules here."
Zhao San firmly stated, "I won’t sell you those two Ghost Artifacts."
Mo Lin frowned slightly.
He didn’t initially want to cause trouble.
If Zhao San handled things according to the rules, Mo Lin wouldn’t have said a word.
But Zhao San was clearly targeting Mo Lin.
"So what do you mean by this?" Mo Lin questioned Zhao San.
"Literally, these two Ghost Artifacts won’t be sold to you." Zhao San assertively rebuffed Mo Lin.
The auction crowd was enjoying the spectacle.
It was clear to anyone with insight.
This Zhao San just wanted to impress Yamada, regardless of breaking auction rules.
Everyone is well aware of the auction rules.
Mo Lin had called out forty thousand Netherworld Currency, and since no one bid higher, these Ghost Artifacts belonged to Mo Lin.
But the person competing with Mo Lin for the Ghost Artifacts just happened to be the Fire Talisman Celestial Master’s disciple.
Due to the Fire Talisman Celestial Master’s prestige, no one dared to speak out for justice.
The atmosphere at the scene gradually became tense.
"Brother, sorry, but you won’t be able to buy these two Ghost Artifacts."
Yamada, at an ill-timed moment, came to disgust Mo Lin, "I’ll tell you one thing, sometimes connections are more important than money."
Mo Lin couldn’t help but clench his fists.
This guy Yamada sure knows how to be nauseating.
He didn’t have a deep-seated hatred with Mo Lin, just simply found him unpleasant.
Just then, a voice demanding an explanation was heard.
"What’s going on?"
The voice directed them to a young man in a black suit.
This man was the boss behind the scenes of the Wanhai Auction.
Fu Wansan.
Fu Wansan heard someone was causing trouble at the auction, so he rushed over to check.
"Boss, someone is causing trouble here," Zhao San stepped forward and reported respectfully to Fu Wansan.
"Who?" Fu Wansan asked coldly.
Zhao San pointed in Mo Lin’s direction and reported to Fu Wansan, "He’s causing trouble here."
"Whoever dares make trouble at the auction, no matter who they are, kick them out."
Fu Wansan was about to get angry, but as he saw Mo Lin, his anger instantly dissipated.
It turns out it’s Mo Lin.
He had a profound relationship with Mo Lin, and today most of the top-grade Ghost Artifacts being sold were Mo Lin’s.
Since it concerned Mo Lin, the situation called for a different approach.
"Yes, I’ll have someone kick this guy out immediately," Zhao San responded.
"Slap!"
What responded to Zhao San was Fu Wansan’s icy slap.
"Who told you to kick people out?"
"Wasn’t that what you just said?"
"You misheard." Fu Wansan snorted coldly.
Zhao San’s cheek was red from the slap, and he was dumbfounded, not understanding why Fu Wansan changed his face faster than flipping a book.
"Brother Mo, you came without letting me know in advance," Fu Wansan smiled, greeted Mo Lin warmly.
Beside him, Xianyun looked at Fu Wansan, then at Mo Lin.
She glanced once more at the distant and arrogant Yamada.
Things were about to get interesting now.