The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 235 - 234: Let me Treat You to Something Sweet

Chapter 235: Chapter 234: Let me Treat You to Something Sweet

The atmosphere in the auction room went quiet for a moment before erupting into chaos again.

"What happened?"

"Look at Beauty Yueqing’s expression, something big must have happened."

"Could it be that a Special-grade Potion was stolen?"

"No way! Could such an important item be stolen? What are the auction’s security doing, eating shit?"

"Why are you all talking so much? Those of us who can sit in this hall, who can afford a Special-grade Potion, why worry about it unnecessarily?"

"Exactly, I’m just here to pick up some small items, let’s hurry up and auction one off."

After hearing what the servant said, Yu Yao quickly picked up the microphone to control the situation.

"Everyone, please stay calm. The auction items have not been stolen. There has been a small incident backstage, which will delay us for a bit. Please cooperate with the security team’s search. The auction will resume in twenty minutes."

As soon as her voice fell, it stirred up even more commotion in the venue.

But rows of armored enforcers armed with weapons stood guard at every exit; everyone was looking around and guessing, but no one left their seats, fearing that any movement would get them caught as suspects.

On the second and third floors, uniformed security were also searching.

Qu Tong stood in front of the one-way glass, looking at the massive search effort below, realizing that this was definitely no minor issue.

Indeed, she received a message from Old Yuan the next second, saying that an important person from the Kasa Empire was in trouble and told her to stay in her room and not wander around.

"Knock, knock!" The sound of knocking at the door arose.

Qu Tong thought Old Yuan had returned and got up to open the door.

To be cautious, Qu Tong also checked for any spiritual power fluctuations before opening the door.

The moment the door opened, an Ice Blade was held against her throat, and her arm was gripped tightly, forcing her to turn around.

A tall and lean figure entered the room and smoothly closed the door behind him.

"Do you mind if I hide here for a bit?" A cold and stern voice sounded beside her ear.

"I do mind," Qu Tong’s voice was eerily calm.

"It seems you don’t have the right to refuse," the man said lightly, a sinister smile spilling from his lips.

His purposely altered black hair drooped down in front of Qu Tong as he intentionally lowered his body, causing Qu Tong to feel an instinctive discomfort.

Her finger twitched slightly, and a trace of light green quickly wrapped around the Ice Blade, and the next second, the sharp blade shattered inch by inch.

With a twist of her wrist, she delivered an unexpected blow to the man’s abdomen, mercilessly knocking him back against the door.

The man’s muffled grunt merged with the sound of the impact.

Qu Tong lowered her eyes, looking down at the man with a mocking curl of her lips, "And now?"

The man propped himself up against the door, quickly accepting reality, and chuckled, "Now, I request Miss Jun Li’s refuge."

"Do you think that’s possible?" Qu Tong gave a mocking smile.

"I’m already in here, do you think you can shake me off?" The man smiled faintly, his threatening words as casual as if he was discussing the weather.

Qu Tong narrowed her eyes slightly.

Actually, if this madman insisted on not letting go, she wouldn’t be able to return to the school on time.

"The Void Crystal Stone from the auction was taken by someone on my orders. I can offer you double," the man pitched the enticing offer at the right moment.

Qu Tong pondered for a moment, not saying she agreed or disagreed.

Remembering the faint smell of blood she had sensed up close, "Did you kill someone?"

The man gave an amused smile, "Have I killed too few people?"

Listening to Rong Chengjue’s implicit admission, Qu Tong didn’t bother to converse more with a sick-minded person, coldly dropping a line, "Your own problems should not implicate me, and they should not implicate Beauty Yueqing either."

She had heard a bit from Fei Wenxing and the others about how intense the power struggle for the throne in the Kasa Empire was.

Someone like Rong Yueqing, who had grown up in the Cold Palace since childhood, was an exception.

"I’m helping her."

It wasn’t long before Captain Xing, whom I had met twice before, came with his team to search.

Qu Tong generously opened the door to her room.

Captain Xing was very respectful toward Qu Tong and didn’t enter to conduct the search, merely glancing in from the doorway and using spiritual power to scan the room before leaving with his people.

When the door closed, Rong Chengjue leaned against it, head slightly bowed, his expression wan, as if he were an exhausted crossbow.

"My spiritual power is a bit unstable," Rong Chengjue volunteered.

"So? Do you need me to nip it in the bud for you?"

"Heartless woman."

Qu Tong huffed lightly and returned to the window to continue watching the auction that had resumed.

The latter part of the auction was far more intense than the first half.

Clients from the second, third, and fourth floors also gradually joined the bidding.

"Bidder number 4007 offers 3.5 million Star Coins, is there a higher bid?" Yu Yao shouted passionately, microphone in one hand, gavel in the other.

Qu Tong pressed the bidding button: [3.6 million.]

Bidder from room 4007 followed with: [3.8 million.]

Qu Tong continued to press: [3.9 million.]

Qu Tong increased the bid by only 100,000 each time, immediately pressing the button after room 4007 made a bid.

It wasn’t until the price reached 5 million that Qu Tong stopped bidding.

Later, Qu Tong separately competed with bidder 4007 several times, driving the price up considerably.

The people at the auction were quite pleased to see this, but it left Lan Yuanhui and his son choking with rage.

"Does the person in room 4002 have a problem? Contesting the price for everything, do they have more money than they know what to do with?" Lan Yuanhui fumed.

"She contests, we contest; we’ll just make them sick in return," Lan Xingye said, more composed.

Then they got even angrier, almost to the point of explosion.

As soon as the price exceeded the market value by too much, the other party would always stop in time, never competing with them directly, resulting in them buying several items they didn’t even need.

Onlookers watching the two high-profile VIPs on the fourth floor duel found it quite amusing, with someone joking loudly, "Hurry up and bring out something number 4007 likes; I haven’t laughed in three minutes."

Qu Tong, leisurely sipping through a straw, heard the discussions below and her lips curled upward in a good mood.

She owed it to Wen Zong for exposing her room number, otherwise, she wouldn’t be enjoying herself this much.

She had been on guard against Lan Xingye and the others retaliating, so she had already notified Old Yuan with her mind to bid for the items she wanted.

Qu Tong took a moment to glance at Rong Chengjue, who was left to his own devices beside her, his spiritual power still in disarray, yet he never made a sound.

Maintaining his initial semi-seated posture, his artificially blackened hair covered most of his face, revealing a sense of desolation and vulnerability.

Rong Chengjue looked up, his eyes meeting Qu Tong’s.

One was as silent as the abyss, the other’s smile as gentle as the spring waters.

The short distance between them separated two entirely different worlds.

Qu Tong rose, took out a cup of fruit tea from the Space Button, and placed it beside Rong Chengjue.

"No potion for you, but if you want one, bid for it yourself. Here, drink something sweet; it might brighten your mood," she offered.

One Seven-leaf Heart could only produce five Special-grade Silver Potions, and it would likely take another two or three months until the next batch was ready unless Elder Yuan taught her the Alchemist Association’s method of concocting them or she stumbled upon a wild Seven-leaf Heart.

Rong Chengjue silently took the cup and took a sip.

Qu Tong let out a soft laugh, not out of mockery.

She just remembered Beauty Yueqing saying he didn’t like sweet drinks, which seemed to be the case for most men, but her Highness was among the few who did.

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