"Brother, you have to be really short of money and can't afford those expensive auction items. You can see, what's the use of buying a piece of rotten wood? Isn't this a slap of fat people?"

After Qin Mo just got the Qingxuan Lingmu, a young man next to him suddenly looked at Qin Mo with a mocking look on his face and mocked him very unceremoniously.

Before Qin Mo could speak, Lin Qingrou, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help it anymore and directly retorted: "Qin Mo bought this piece of wood, so he naturally made sense. He didn't spend your money, so he asked you to talk too much!"

"Oh, isn't this Miss Lin? It's rude."

The young man smiled coldly, said hello to Lin Qingrou as he pretended to be polite, and said with a relaxed look: "It's true that I didn't spend my money. I just expressed my confusion about your friend's behavior. If you don't have money, don't buy it. Buy a piece of rotten wood and take it back to burn the fire?"

Faced with the man's ridicule, a smile flashed in Qin Mo's eyes, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

He is like a lottery player who had already learned the winning number of the lottery in advance. He spent ten yuan to buy five lottery bets, but was ridiculed by a passing person.

In this world, no one can understand better than Qin Mo how much energy this piece of Qingxuan Spirit Wood with spiritual energy contains.

So in the face of the young man's ridicule, Qin Mo not only did not fight back, but instead pulled Lin Qingrou's sleeves, indicating that she didn't have to worry too much about that person.

However, just as Qin Mo was about to leave with Qingxuan Lingmu, a strange laugh suddenly sounded from behind.

"Oh, I think it's a fool who spent money to buy a piece of rotten wood. I didn't expect it was you!"

Wu Qiuming pretended to be unaware of it, stood on the way Qin Mo was about to leave, hugged his arms and sneered, "I said, are your family very poor? You were brought to this high-end auction organized by Tianqian by Qingrou, and I was embarrassed to buy nothing, so I bought this piece of rotten wood?"

Wu Qiuming smashed his mouth and said proudly: "You can tell me if you don't have money. Although we have only met once, I can still lend you one or two million yuan. How about it? Are you interested in borrowing some money to buy some good things back?"

"Take it back and brag like that, it will also give you more face, right? Haha."

Wu Qiuming laughed loudly, leaving no face for Qin Mo.

"Hey, isn't this the buyer who just took the Tianlei Talisman Record? I didn't expect to be so young."

In the box, so although he was generous, not everyone saw him.

"This is Wu Qiuming, the only son of Wu Kuohai, a commercial giant in Jiangcheng City. It seems that there will be a good show this time."

Seeing Wu Qiuming and Qin Mo facing each other, someone who was not interested in the big deal immediately laughed out loud and focused on the situation on the court with eager eyes.

"What Qin Mo wants to shoot has nothing to do with you. Wu Qiuming, get out of here immediately and don't block our way."

Lin Qingrou frowned slightly, staring at Wu Qiuming with displeasure, very dissatisfied with his previous remarks.

"Can the turtle shrouded, will it only hide behind a woman? Do you even have the courage to talk to me?"

After knowing that Qin Mo was just an abandoned son of the Qin family, Wu Qiuming's sense of superiority instantly burst into pieces. The humiliation of being pinched by Qin Mo at the entrance of the auction was caused by pain and kneeling on the ground flowing in his heart over and over again, making his eyes full of anger.

Today, he did not intend to let Qin Mo leave safely!

"I will let you repay the person who makes me lose face a hundred times a thousand times!"

A cold light flashed in Wu Qiuming's eyes, and he looked at Qin Mo coldly.

However, Qin Mo looked calm and smiled, pointing at the agarwood box in Wu Qiuming's arms, and said with a smile: "Young Master Wu, I advise you to worry about your own business. I spent 100 million to buy a fake. Is the IQ of a rich man so low?"

After saying this, Qin Mo shook his head, sighed, and walked straight forward without talking to Wu Qiuming again.

"Stop it!"

After hearing Qin Mo's words, Wu Qiuming frowned instantly, grabbed his sleeve, and said loudly: "You said the Tianlei Talisman I bought is a fake? You are a waste and abandoned child, what qualifications do you have to say that my things are fake!"

"Young man, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk randomly. You have to pay the price for what you say!"

As soon as Wu Qiuming finished speaking, Yu Wencheng, who was standing behind him, couldn't help it and scolded Qin Mo with an angry face.

You should know that he personally identified the Tianlei Talisman, and then recommended Wu Qiuming to buy it.

Qin Mo said directly that this was a fake, and he was slapping him in the face naked!

"I am a special appraiser of Jiangcheng Cultural and Art Association. I don't know what your identity is. Why do you say that this Tianlei Talisman is fake?"

Yuwen Cheng walked directly to Qin Mo, his eyes as lightning as lightning, staring at Qin Mo's eyes, trying to directly crush him with his momentum.

Wu Qiuming, who had already attracted a lot of attention from bidders on the court, started to discuss things in an instant because Qin Mo called out a "fake".

"No, I bought a fake one for 100 million yuan? Did Mr. Wu misunderstand it?"

"Who knows, maybe it was the young man opposite who was talking nonsense."

The discussion was noisy, and Wu Qiuming's face became even more ugly.

Seeing everyone's eyes gathered on him and Wu Qiuming, Qin Mo smiled coldly and said, "I didn't talk nonsense. What is fake is fake and cannot be real."

"You say it's fake or it's fake. Who do you think you are? Are you going to make trouble here?"

Yuwen Cheng saw that Qin Mo always insisted that the Tianlei Talisman he identified was a fake, and the anger in his chest could not be suppressed. He rushed to the No. 1 box of Tianzi angrily and found Ouyang Kong, the general manager of the auction, and said angrily: "Mr. Ouyang, do you still care about this matter!"

"Stand, I must be in charge. Mr. Yuwen is a little calm. The Tianqie Auction will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation!"

Ouyang Ke always maintained a warm smile on his face, and even facing Yu Wencheng's stern rebuke, he still maintained an elegant posture.

After slowly standing up, Ouyang Ke raised his eyebrows, walked out of the box, and came directly to Qin Mo.

"Sir, you said that the Tianlei Talisman auctioned at this auction is a fake. Can you provide evidence?"

After Wensheng asked, without waiting for Qin Mo to answer, Ouyang Kong's eyes turned cold in an instant, and he said word by word: "If you can't come up with evidence, it's slandering the reputation of our Tianqian Auction!"

"I think you said something random out of dissatisfaction with Mr. Wu, but talking nonsense comes at a price. Do you understand this?"

Ouyang Kong's eyes were cold and he looked directly at Qin Mo.

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