Chapter 38: The Jade Vase in His Pants

  Inside the hall, a 72-inch LED LCD screen is suspended high on the wall, used to display auction items. Each item being auctioned will appear on the LCD screen through the background.

  The auction was not scheduled to start until 10:00 am, and it was already approaching 9:00 am. So when Song Qingyu and Ye Ming entered, there was no delay. They walked through the hall and exited from a silver-black floor-to-ceiling door.

  Due to the auction, each exit was guarded by guards who were special forces. Although their physical strength was not as strong as that of warriors, the silver eagle at their waist and the Ulanter micro-charge prepared on the side wall were enough to threaten the safety of these low-level warriors.

  Of course, auctions are unlikely to have any accidents. Every auction is thoroughly prepared, whether it's the invitation, on-site setup, or the strength of the attendees and whether they bring any attack items, all will undergo strict searches.

  They took out the invitation cards and walked through the floor-to-ceiling door, along a staircase with a golden texture, to the second floor.

  The second floor is also as vast as the ground floor, but it has three rooms. Every ten meters, there is a guard standing, and the overall atmosphere is unusually solemn. Ordinary people who come here will feel the pressure of the silence, which is enough to make them break out in cold sweat.

  "Brother, come on, have a smoke, you've worked hard." Ye Ming smiled and took out two cigarettes, lit one himself and handed the other to the guard in front of him.

  The guard's face changed color, and he said that one should not hit a smiling face, but as a guard, he couldn't talk to people casually. He shook his head, twitched the corner of his mouth, and considered it a thank you.

  "Ye Ming!!!!!"

  Song Qingyu saw Ye Ming not only light up a cigarette for himself, but also persuade the guards to smoke, and angrily said: "You... didn't I tell you that smoking is not allowed here? Do you believe it or not, if this continues, these guards will take you as a troublemaker and catch you?"

  Ye Ming took a deep breath and walked over to Song Qingyu's side, smiling faintly: "Isn't this because you're here?"

  "You..."

  "Hurry up, it'll be late soon." Seeing that the woman still wanted to say something, Ye Ming hastily urged.

  "Hmm!"

  Song Qing let out a cold hum and thought to herself that after this time, she must cut off all contact with this guy, it's simply too humiliating for herself.

  The auction items are in a room in the middle, which is actually a large hall. After all, there are too many auction items and they need to be displayed one by one.

  The door was closed tightly, and the two of them approached. The guard at the entrance immediately stepped forward and said mechanically: "Please stop, it's already past the time for input procedures."

  Song Qingyu turned around and glared at Ye Ming fiercely, "It's all your fault!"

  Ye Ming spread out his hands, that innocent look, made Song Qingyu really want to strangle him to death.

  She took out her phone, dialed a number, and after a moment, the call was answered. Song Qingyu's voice was unusually soft, "Uncle Ye, it's Qingyu, I'm right outside your door, can you open it? My friend has something to sell."

  As soon as she finished speaking, Song Qingyu hung up the phone and gave Ye Ming a big white eye.

  At this moment, the tightly closed door suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man in his 40s wearing a white overall uniform and gold-rimmed glasses walked out from inside.

  "Uncle Ye." Song Qingyu's face rarely showed a hint of a smile as she calmly called out to the middle-aged man.

  "Green rain, you didn't even know to come visit me, if it wasn't for the auction, who knows when we would have met again!" The middle-aged man said with feigned displeasure.

  "It's not that I don't want to play, it's just that there are too many things going on right now and I really can't spare the time. When I have some free time later, I'll come visit you and Yun at home, okay?" Song Qingyu said with a hint of apology flashing across her face.

  Ye Ming watched from the side with his eyes wide open in surprise. This iceberg-like woman can also smile?

  Just then, Song Qingyu suddenly turned her head and saw Ye Ming's slightly dazed eyes. Her face changed again, and she restored her calm demeanor, saying lightly: "Let me introduce you, this is Ye Qingnan, Uncle Ye. Be polite when you see him in the future."

  Come on, when was I ever impolite?

  Yè Míng subtly curled his lip, stepped forward and smiled: "So it's Uncle Yè, I've long admired you. My name is Yè Míng, we share the same surname. Would you like to smoke a cigarette?"

  The previous few sentences made Song Qingyu think that Ye Ming was quite refined, but the last sentence made her want to slap him flying.

  It was Ye Qingnan who smiled and shook hands with Ye Ming, without any airs, and said with a smile: "I won't be the boyfriend of Qingyu, will I? Young people are not bad, not bad..."

  One sentence made Ye Ming laugh secretly, thinking that this guy was indeed eloquent.

  "Uncle Ye, what are you talking about? How could I possibly like this guy? He has no money and no abilities..." Just as Song Qingyu was saying this, she suddenly remembered that Ye Ming's abilities were mysterious and unpredictable, so she quickly changed her words: "He doesn't even have good looks, and he has a deadbeat appearance. Even if you put him on the street, I'm afraid nobody would give him a second glance."

  Ye Ming just took a puff of smoke and almost spat it out, hastily turning to Ye Qingnan with a strange expression: "Let's talk business, uh, let's talk business first..."

  Speaking of which, Song Qingyu also slapped her forehead and glared at Ye Ming, saying: "It's all because of you, this dead guy, that I forgot about the important matter."

  "Come on in!" Ye Qingnan led the two into the room.

  The entire room was like a hall, without any luxurious decorations, but with many items that were about to be auctioned off. Ye Ming took a glance and didn't see anything that interested him, except for some special antiques, which were low-grade items used by warriors. He could easily blast out something from a monster's body that was stronger than these.

  "Qing Yu, you just said... who wants to auction off their stuff?" Ye Qingnan looked at Song Qingyu.

  "It's him, he wants to auction off some elixirs."

  When it comes to Dan medicine, Song Qingyu's face is somewhat serious. "The Dan medicine he auctioned off is the Instant Recovery Dan. According to him, no matter how severe the injury, it can be instantly cured. Although it sounds unbelievable, I was injured a few days ago when I was on a mission, and he gave me one to eat. It really worked."

  "Instant Recovery Pill?"

  Ye Qingnan, as the backstage manager of the martial artist auction, apparently also knew some common sense about martial artists, and immediately widened his eyes, hastily asking Ye Ming: "Is what Qingyu said true? Is there really such a pill? Hurry up and take it out for me to see!"

  The value of this elixir is clear to anyone with discerning eyes, otherwise Song Qingyu wouldn't have agreed so readily to let Ye Ming attend the auction.

  Ye Ming nodded, his right hand reaching into his pants pocket, rummaging around for a while, even extending to a certain place, causing Ye Qingnan and Song Qinyu's faces to change color. Finally, he pulled out a white jade bottle and handed it to Ye Qingnan, chuckling: "This is it."

  Seeing this, Ye Qingnan and Song Qingyu exchanged a glance. They really wanted to ask if the bottle was taken out of his pants pocket or from his crotch.