90,000 Years of Longevity

Peaceful Restaurant, third floor, in the second private room.

The expressions of Young Master Wu and his father both recovered a lot.

Young Master Wu, whose full name was Wu Fansheng, was the direct descendant from the third-generation of the Wu Family. Because his father, Wu Yuandong, was the third son in the Wu Family. Although he was seemingly powerful, he was actually very weak in the entire Wu Family.

Therefore, Wu Fansheng would go to Kunlun Mountain and Zhao's house in Q city, wanting to make friends by luck.

In order to get more goodwill in front of Patriarch Wu, Wu Yuandong also worked very hard. This antique auction was imported from abroad by himself, but what happened today was beyond expectation.

"Dad, all the names of the bidders just now have been written down. Besides, all the ones I don't know have been photographed. Those people are now smarter and don't dare to raise their prices indiscriminately. I don't know where these went, so I think this is an opportunity to meet that person." Wu Fansheng's eyes were burning, and when he spoke, he swallowed fiercely.

"That person will really help us?" Wu Yuandong was suspicious, his face solemn, "Son, do you really think doing it? That kind of existence, perhaps, our entire Wu Family is not qualified to touch... If it is not handled well, it could even bring the disaster of extinction to us."

"This is a bet. Dad, I said that he once let me go at the Golden Age Hotel in Q City. In fact, from another perspective, if we were an extremely powerful person, we would be inexplicably against some ordinary people, so would you want to let it go? Obviously not. That will only lower the grade of momentum and power... As long as we are polite enough and can provide him with valuable things, maybe he will help us." Wu Fansheng said seriously.

After the Q City incident, it was obvious that this guy already has a certain degree of authority in front of his father.

"Okay. This is a big bet." Wu Yuandong took a deep breath. He already had an illusion that it was now a world of young people, he was old and it was time to quit the stage.

"Well... the auction has come to an end. Dad, if you don't go, I will go by myself." Wu Fansheng's eyes were like torch.

"Okay, you go, remember, you must not offend that person." Wu Yuandong ordered.

The two men finished talking.

Wu Fansheng took the paper with the names and the phone with which he took the picture, he got up and walked outside the private room.

Private room No. 2 and private room No. 1 were actually separated by a wall.

When Wu Fansheng opened the door, he immediately saw a young girl wearing Tang Dynasty costumes standing in the corridor.

He was taken aback for a while, but he still stepped forward, "Miss. Are there any people here? I have something to look for, and I would like to ask miss to send a message..." When speaking, Wu Fansheng's tone was very respectful.

Compared with his bohemian appearance on Kunlun Mountain, he had grown countless times in just a few days.

As for the girl, her head was full of doubts now.

In the beginning, it was Ralph, the owner of this auction.

Then there was an unknown old man...

Now there was another Wu Family young Old Master.

She became more and more curious about the white robe boy, but on the surface, she was still very witty, with a clear and respectful voice, "Young Old Master Wu, you must not be so polite, I will help you ask."

...

In the Private Room No. 1.

Sitting on a chair, Ye Bei looked at the crystal bottle quietly under the reflection of the laser light through the window.

There was no joy or sadness in his eyes, he was completely emotionless.

On the side, Wang Gu's body moved slightly, "Old Old Master, is this what you want in this auction?"

"Yeah." Ye Bei nodded lightly.

Although the six antiquities auctioned before were all related to some events on Ye Bei's Longevity Road, Ye Bei didn't feel anything at that time, but when the crystal bottle appeared, he already had the answer.

"Old Master, then..." Wang Gu was a little confused, 100 million, the price was not what he could imagine.

Ye Bei interrupted, "I have my own decision, just wait."

"Yes." Wang Gu stopped asking more questions, but instead, when he thought about it, he was relieved again. The old man in front of him had lived for endless years, and even had countless incredible powers, wealth, and so on. It's just that he took it too seriously and for him, those amount of money was just a bunch of numbers.

The auction continued.

On the auction stage, after the enchanting woman broke the price of 100 million, no one dared to bid.

"100 million, one time."

With a grieving expression on her face, the woman put down the tray, held a small mallet in her hand, tapped it lightly, and slowly shouted in her mouth.

"100 million, twice."

The sound continued.

However, Ye Bei didn't have much interest anymore. He stretched out his hand and casually played with a teacup, waiting quietly.

Dong, dong!

Soon, outside the private room, there were two knocks on the door.

"Old Master?" When Wang Gu heard it, his expression suddenly appeared alert.

"Don't worry, it's an acquaintance." Ye Bei said softly, and then directed at the door, faintly shouted, "Come in."

"Yes." A girl's clear voice came from outside the door, and then she pushed in.

"Sir, Young Master Wu wants to see you." The girl stood at the door, looking at the back of Ye Bei's white robe, she said cautiously.

"Yeah." Ye Bei hummed.

"Young Master Wu, please." The girl's voice was respectful, after that, she turned and stood outside the door again.

At this moment, Wu Fansheng, who was standing at the door, almost had his heart jumped out. He tidied up his clothes to make himself look calmer, and then he stepped forward and walked into the private room.

But when he saw Ye Bei's white shirt and long black hair, his legs still couldn't help shaking and twitching.

Squeak…

The private room door closed with a creaking sound, but it actually somehow sounded like the scene in a horror movie instead.

"What's the matter?" Ye Bei spoke lightly.

"That... sir, we have seen each other several times, when we were in Kunlun Mountain, Q City, and the place just now... This antique auction was led by our family. The thing that sir has just taken interest in, the Wu Family will pay for you all."

When Wu Fansheng spoke, his voice was not peaceful at all. In front of Ye Bei, how could he dare to put on the air of a typical rich young master?

"Okay." Ye Bei listened, unceremoniously, his voice was not loud, but with a somewhat commanding tone, "The stuff will be delivered to the Ancient Street No. 32 Gallery tomorrow, you go there alone."

"Yes, sir." Wu Fansheng didn't have any dissatisfaction. On the contrary, when he heard this, he looked ecstatic.

"Then, you can go back." Ye Bei's voice was very weak.

Wu Fansheng was taken aback, and then said, "Sir, there is one more thing... regarding the people who bid with you previously…"

"I have never come to auction." Ye Bei interrupted.

Wu Fansheng's eyes lit up, and he already knew what to do, "Don't worry, sir, I will arrange everything for you."

"Okay." Ye Bei nodded, and when he spoke, he slowly stood up from the wooden chair and moved his index finger. An ancient sheepskin scroll full of antiquary aura had appeared in his palm out of thin air, and the moment he held it, the content inside was already clear.