I am no longer worthy of this resentful senior sister!

Kong Wenlong led the way, and Hai Tianqiu was in a box not far away.

That box was very large, the largest box in the entire auction house. It was reserved for the owner of the Haijia family when the Haijia auction house was first built.

After Kong Wenlong came to the door of the room, he respectfully stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

Boom boom boom!

As the door to the room was knocked, a familiar voice came from inside the house.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and Hai Qianfeng walked directly over Kong Wenlong and walked in.

There was a man sitting inside, wearing a black suit. He was tall and rough-looking.

At this moment, those tiger eyes were looking at Hai Qianfeng at the door.

Feng'er. "

Hai Tianqiu said hello, and there was no fluctuation in his voice. It was not at all like how much he loved Hai Qianfeng as rumored by the outside world.

Not even comparable to an ordinary father and son.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Hai Qianfeng's lips.

It was rumored by the outside world that his father mourned his deceased wife and loved him in every possible way. Only he knew that this man only had family in his eyes.

Maybe he did have feelings for his mother in the past, but he really didn't have much feelings for himself.

He was chosen to be the young city leader purely because his talent was good enough.

"Isn't this big brother? I heard recently that you haven't been out for a while. How are you? Is Shenhun okay?" A frivolous voice came from the side.

Sitting on another chair is a young man who looks somewhat similar to Kong Wenlong.

He is Kong Jingjing's son, the second son of the Hai family, and the nominal brother of Hai Qianfeng.

Hai Qianfeng didn't even want to give this idiot a look, and directly ignored him and looked at Hai Tianchou in front of him.

"I wonder why father called me here in such a hurry?"

Hai Tianqiu looked into his son's eyes, turned his eyes away for a long time, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of tea.

After the good Lingcha tea is taken into the mouth, a strong fragrance bursts out in the mouth.

Immediately afterwards, a faint spiritual energy nourished his muscles and veins.

"Feng'er, I heard that you are the owner of Hantianjia?"

At this time, Hai Tianqiu's tone was full of questions, and those eyes were staring at Hai Qianfeng's eyes, as if observing his eyes to see if he was lying.

Hai Qianfeng didn't answer the question, but instead looked at Hai Qianxiong beside him.

After being glanced at by him, Hai Qianxiong suddenly looked away with a guilty conscience and stopped looking at him.

"I must have heard this from Hai Qianxiong."

As soon as these words came out, Hai Tianqiu frowned and slapped the table next to him, causing the table to fall into pieces.

"Feng'er! Don't care who I heard it from, I just asked if this happened!"

"No" Hai Qianfeng replied calmly.

Hai Tianqiu looked into his eyes: "It really has nothing to do with you?"

Hai Qianfeng looked directly into his eyes: "It doesn't matter."

There was no tremor in his voice, and his eyes didn't dodge in the slightest.

Hai Tianqiu didn't see any flaw.

After a long while, he could only sigh: "Feng'er, this Hantian Armor is so precious. When the other party came to auction it, you should have reported it to the family to see if you could acquire this thing directly before the auction."

"My Hai family doesn't have what the other party wants." Hai Qianfeng said with certainty.

"What does the other party want?" Hai Tianqiu asked quickly.

He did not answer, but looked through the window at the auction table downstairs.

He raised his chin: "You'll know soon."

Hai Tianchou turned back in confusion.

At this time, the atmosphere below has reached its peak.

The spiritual voice of the man who hosted the auction resounded throughout the auction house.

"Because of its preciousness and the special nature of the transaction, this Hantian Armor was specially placed last by our Young City Master."

"The master of Hantianjia does not want spiritual stones, but wants to exchange things for things."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone immediately exploded.

"Exchanging things for things, what kind of auction method is this?"

"Yes, this auction method has never been available in Haijia Auction House before."

"The key is what exactly should I use in exchange for this Hantian Armor?"

"Yes...if it's a treasure of the same level, I might not be willing to exchange it."

……

Everyone was talking about it.

"Quiet, kid, don't say half of what you said. The owner of Han Tianjia said that he wanted to exchange things for things. What exactly are they going to use in exchange? You can't just take out anything and exchange it."

A burly man upstairs was so impatient that he opened the window wide, and his voice echoed throughout the hall like a bell.

When Ye Linglong heard about bartering, she felt a little regretful.

I currently have many spiritual stones, but few other things, which are far less powerful than the foundations of these families.

I don’t know what the owner of Han Tianjia wants.

"Every distinguished guest is so anxious, so I won't give in. The owner of this Hantianjia wants to exchange it for something that can enhance the soul."

No matter what it is, as long as it can improve and repair the soul, then this thing is yours.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in trouble.

There are really too few things that can be used to improve the soul and repair it.

Basically, they all exist with a price but no market.

Of course, if compared with Han Tianjia, it is still slightly inferior.

After all, although this thing is precious, there is no guarantee that someone will happen to have this stock.

"I have a soul grass on my body. I wonder if the other party might exchange it." The first person spoke, but he soon attracted ridicule from others.

"Hahaha, although this soul grass is precious, it is incomparable to this Hantianjia."

The man's cheeks turned red immediately.

Soon someone else made an offer.

In an instant, Ye Linglong felt like a country bumpkin who had entered the city, and was at home in the country.

Many of them are simply endless.

But none of them were what the Han Tianjia master needed.

Ye Linglong looked down at Han Tianjia on the stage, feeling tangled in her heart.

The owner of this Han Tianjia wants to use something to improve his soul and repair his soul. I am afraid that his soul is damaged, but he doesn’t know whether it is him or his family.

If there is anything that can repair the soul, it must be ten thousand years of soul liquid. It is so precious that just one drop can restore a person's damaged soul in an instant.

But the key issue now is that if she reveals that she has ten thousand-year soul liquid in front of a large public, she may not have to leave the auction house today.

Some desperadoes will take desperate risks.