Watching Yao Rao’s departing figure, recalling what she just said, Sun Zhe was momentarily baffled, completely unable to understand what Yao Rao meant by it.

At this moment, Han Xinyue sighed, gave Sun Zhe a deep look, and also got up to leave.

Sun Zhe asked, "What does your master mean by this?"

Han Xinyue, who had reached the door, turned her head back to give him a glare and coyly said, "It means nothing!"

With that said, she slammed the door shut with a loud "bang".

Inside the private room.

Sun Zhe turned his head to look at Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan squinted her beautiful eyes slightly, staring into Sun Zhe’s eyes and asked, "Do you have something going on with her? I can tell she’s really worried about you."

"Uh... well..."

Sun Zhe scratched his head, giving Zhu Yan an awkward smile, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

...

In the corridor.

Han Xinyue quickly caught up with Yao Rao in her high heels, puzzled, "Master, are you really giving up on that Immortal Dew? Actually, I could negotiate terms with him."

Yao Rao’s face remained expressionless as she gently shook her head, "He won’t give it up."

"I sense that his aura has also reached the Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection and is at a bottleneck. It seems he also needs that Immortal Dew to break through."

Hearing this, Han Xinyue bit her lip lightly, hesitating to speak.

It wasn’t until they entered Box Number 7 that she mustered up the courage to ask, "Master, do you like him?"

Hearing this, Yao Rao’s eyes widened in shock, her expression changed swiftly, and she coldly said, "How dare you!"

Han Xinyue hurriedly lowered her head, "I’m sorry, Master. I just feel... you’re different towards him."

"After finding out he can refine the Spirit Crane Pill and remove the Ice and Fire True Qi from your body, the first thing you did wasn’t being surprised, but rather seemed relieved."

"Master, if you truly like him, that’s okay too. Didn’t you always tell me to recognize my true feelings?"

"I really don’t want to see you moping around every day, sitting there lost in thought. You can bravely approach him..."

"Shut up!"

Yao Rao interrupted Han Xinyue with a cold shout, then turned to her and said, "This rogue, I will surely kill him to eliminate the inner demons from my heart!"

With that, she flicked her sleeve and left, "I will first go into seclusion. Remember to bring back the Spirit Crane Pill."

Watching Yao Rao’s departing figure, Han Xinyue let out a long sigh, her expression full of helplessness, muttering to herself, "Master, is that really your inner demon? Or is it the shackles you use to imprison yourself?"

"..."

...

In the long wait.

Sun Zhe was stroking Zhu Yan’s silky legs when finally, the Spirit Crane Pill appeared on stage.

As Jiang Yushu began introducing the Spirit Crane Pill on stage, all the guests became energized, focusing their full attention.

In today’s auction, at least eight out of ten people were here for the Spirit Crane Pill!

On stage.

After a lengthy introduction and explanation, Jiang Yushu suddenly raised her voice, "The first Spirit Crane Pill, starting bid at twenty million!"

"Each raise must not be less than five million!"

As her voice fell, Han Xinyue from Box Number 7 was the first to raise the bid to one hundred million, effectively filtering out most bidders.

While Fang Ruoxue, staying in Box Number 2, finally made her move. After Han Xinyue raised her bid, she immediately bid one hundred and fifty million.

Han Xinyue, unwilling to concede, directly bid two hundred million!

"The guest in Box Number 7 bids two hundred million! Two hundred million once, two hundred million twice..."

"The guest in Box Number 2 bids two hundred and fifty million! Two hundred and fifty million once..."

"The guest in Box Number 7 bids three hundred million!"

"..."

As this fierce competition unfolded, all the guests couldn’t help but exclaim in astonishment, suddenly wanting to ask if this is really how one raises a bid?

But at this time, in Box Number 3, Sun Zhe’s face blossomed into a smile.

The sound of cash clinking into his pockets. Who wouldn’t smile at that?

But Sun Zhe did have a bit of conscience and didn’t act as a troublemaker to specifically raise the price.

Finally, the first Spirit Crane Pill was taken by Fang Ruoxue for the astronomical price of three hundred and fifty million.

Immediately after, the second Spirit Crane Pill came out!

As the chairman of the Celestial Snow Commerce, Fang Ruoxue had vast amounts of funds to mobilize, thus demonstrating a live example of "throwing money around like dirt."

After a round of bidding, she took the second Spirit Crane Pill at the price of four hundred and fifty million!

When the third Spirit Crane Pill came out, the competition in the room was even more heated because this was the last Spirit Crane Pill of the day. If one didn’t make a bid now, who knows when the next one will appear.

In the end, the third Spirit Crane Pill was claimed by Han Xinyue at the high price of four hundred and fifty million!

By then, a total of one billion two hundred and fifty million had fallen into Sun Zhe’s pocket, and even after removing income tax and auction house fees, there were still over a billion left.

...

After the auction ended.

Sun Zhe, holding Zhu Yan, happily left the private room and, under the escort of several professional bodyguards, went to the backstage to pay and collect his items.

At the counter. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Sun Zhe courteously greeted the clerk and handed over his personal information.

"Hello beauty, may I ask where my items are?"

The charming clerk glanced at the information and realized that this handsome guy was a guest from Box Number 3, showing courteous respect.

"Honored guest, hello. You’ve won two treasures in this auction, with a total cost of ninety million."

"May I ask if you would like to pay by card or cash?"

"Uh..."

Sun Zhe scratched his head awkwardly, "Well, can you wait a bit? I don’t have that much cash on hand right now."

Hearing this, the lovely clerk’s face immediately changed.

"Sun Zhe?!"

Just then, a cold, angry voice came from behind Sun Zhe.

Sun Zhe turned to look and realized it was Fang Jiayun.

Even though she was wearing a mask and sunglasses, he could recognize her.

"Ah, Miss Fang."

Sun Zhe greeted her with a smile and then looked at Fang Jiayun’s side at Fang Ruoxue, "Chairman Fang, you’re here too."

Fang Ruoxue merely cast Sun Zhe a cold glance, too lazy to speak, and walked straight to the counter, pulling out a card and her information for the clerk.

Seeing that it was a guest from Box Number 2, the charming clerk’s face bloomed with a smile, about ready to kneel and polish their shoes.

"Ah, it’s Chairman Fang, a pleasure to serve you."

Meanwhile.

Fang Jiayun took off her sunglasses and looked at Sun Zhe with an expression akin to seeing a clown, "What? Just now I heard you say... you can’t even come up with a mere ninety million?"

Sun Zhe shrugged and smiled, "How can someone as poor as me compare to you?"

Fang Jiayun snorted disdainfully, "If you’re strapped for cash, stop pretending. Who are you trying to disgust?"

She then walked up to Sun Zhe, staring coldly at him, lowering her voice, she said, "Sun Zhe, that matter between us isn’t over. I will make sure you suffer a fate worse than death."

Sun Zhe chuckled with indifference, casually shoving her aside, "Get lost, don’t bother me while I’m paying."

Fang Ruoxue looked at Sun Zhe with disdain, mockingly asking, "Where do you think you’ll get the money? That’s ninety million, my yearly pocket money!"

"..."