The competition at the auction has reached its climax.

Looking at the incredible prices reported from each box, even if everyone traveled around the world and learned a lot, they couldn't help but open their mouths. What was particularly surprising is that in addition to the VIP private rooms represented by the royal family, there were actually a few of them in the ordinary private rooms, and the degree of viciousness was no worse than the previous ones.

At some point, the fat old man slipped in from outside again. It seemed that he had settled the problem there.

For some reason, the fat old man was obviously more interested in Wang Feng than currying against those royal representatives. Most of the time spent during the auction.

The artifact has now been hyped to a high price of more than 5 million yuan, but it still has no momentum to stop.

The artifact belongs to the most important thing is about to be decided, and there are only three private rooms left on the scene and still quoting. At this moment, the fat old man suddenly asked mysteriously: "Captain Wang Feng, I wonder what you have to do after you sell this artifact?"

Everyone's attention was attracted by the words of Fat Old, and their eyes were staring at this side. Wang Feng said softly, "Oh" and asked Fat Old, "What does Fat Old Old mean?"

The fat old man didn't pay attention to staring at him, but just looked at Wang Feng and said slowly: "As such a magical artifact, Captain Wang Feng said let go. Looking at the entire continent, even myself, I have never seen a person with such elegance."

Looking at Wang Feng's reaction, Fat Old continued, "If I hadn't known that Captain Wang Feng was the one who found the artifact at the beginning, I wouldn't believe anything. Unless the artifact is fake, but since so many appreciation experts, including the old man, I can't find any flaws, the artifact will definitely not be wrong."

"Since that's the case, I let go of the artifact twice, that means Captain Wang Feng has never been interested in this artifact. I wonder if Captain Wang Feng can solve my doubts?" The Fat Old Man's question may also be the problem of most people, except Isa.

When Chuck and Elsa first got the artifact, the wind bow was still completely useless, so they could at least get a considerable reward when handing over the artifact. But this time, the artifact is not only a complete set, but also has a complete way to recognize the master. In this case, they could not imagine what Wang Feng was for when taking out the artifact.

With a faint smile, Wang Feng said: "Maybe you only see the glorious side of holding the artifact, but you have never imagined the sorrow of their masters. Greed cannot be restrained. Once you hold the artifact, friends, relatives, and subordinates will become untrustworthy people. Once this happens, what's the point of living this person? I don't want my limited friends and subordinates to become my enemies."

Although he said that, Wang Feng was secretly thinking in his heart: If the old fox from the Fire God Empire had not wanted to focus the attention of the continent on the artifact through my hands, it is still unknown whether it could be so easy to recognize the master.

I don’t know what Fat Old Man’s answer was like, but the few people around Wang Feng had obvious reactions. However, Wang Feng doesn’t care about these things now. Fat Old Man’s question was too abrupt, and it seemed a little bit indifferent and suspicious.

The fat old man noticed this and immediately blew up and explained: "I have something to talk to Captain Wang Feng, but I don't know if Captain Wang Feng is glad to his face."

Only Chuck is the most familiar person in this room. Wang Feng didn't say anything, but turned his head to Chuck. Chuck looked at the boss, then looked at the fat old man, and slowly nodded deeply.

Seeing Chuck nodding, Wang Feng didn't say much, turned his head and nodded to Fat Old. Fat Old showed a rare look of joy and said, "I will come to find you after the auction." After that, he greeted everyone and left the VIP room.

The price of the artifact has been set, staying at seven million gold coins. The host has asked for the price for the second time. The surrounding private rooms were quiet and no one answered. Finally, after the third price question, the hammer in the host's hand knocked heavily and the deal was completed.

There was a knock at the door of the private room, and Chuck took the lead and opened it. Outside the door was a servant dressed in a servant. The servant gave a gift before speaking: "In order to ensure the safety of all VIPs, please wait in the VIP room first and wait for our dedicated protection personnel to come and send you all out."

It should have been specially arranged by the Royal Auction House to protect the safety of the guests. Everyone didn't care and sat in the private room and waited quietly.

After a long time, it took until all the VIPs could escort out of Tiancheng one by one according to the highest standard protective measures, and someone knocked at the door. Before anyone could open the door, the people outside had already opened the door and came in by themselves.

Except for the fat old man, no one dares or can't be so presumptuous in front of the auction house and the VIPs.

The first thing Fat Old Man said when he came in was sorry. Then, Fat Old Man said to Wang Feng: "Captain Wang Feng, the buyer of the artifact needs you to tell him how to recognize the master in person. We have arranged the venue, and no one except you two can enter. There is also a silent magic barrier there, and no one can hear the secret of recognize the master."

Wang Feng did not refuse. These were what he should have told the buyer. He let everyone stay in the VIP room. Wang Feng left the private room alone with the fat old man and came to a passage through the now empty hall.

There were many rooms in the passage, and the fat old man seemed to enter one casually. After entering, there was no one. The fat old man looked at Wang Feng's expression and smiled and said, "This is just a portal, and the place arranged is very confidential." As he said that, he took the lead in walking into a pattern drawn on the ground. Wang Feng paid attention, which was somewhat similar to the magic circle when he arrived in another world.

Not long after standing side by side with the Fat Old, the magic circle began to shine. It was not the first time Wang Feng sat in the teleportation, so he would not make a fuss, but was surprised that there was such a high-level magician in this small auction hall.

A white light flashed, and it was a clear dark room. There were many figures around. Wang Feng turned to look at the fat old man. The fat old man pointed to a clear door opposite him and signaled him to go in. But he stood there motionless.

Wang Feng slowly approached the door, and someone immediately appeared to stop him: "I'm sorry, sir, you can't bring your weapons in." He reached out and wanted to take the knife in Wang Feng's hand.

How could someone else touch his own knife so easily? Wang Feng retreated and the man grabbed the knife.

Unexpectedly, the man appeared as a bodyguard dressed in a warrior. He looked surprised, as if he was amazed at how Wang Feng avoided his sure-winning catch.

The Fat Old Man's voice came from behind: "The people in this dark room are very noble, so those who enter this dark room cannot carry weapons." After a pause, the Fat Old Man explained: "This is his bodyguard's meaning." The intention is obvious, and this arrangement has nothing to do with the auction itself.

After the bodyguard in front of him said the fat old man, he couldn't help but be angry when he saw that Wang Feng had no intention of putting down his weapons. However, he still maintained a good manners and said politely: "Sir, please leave your weapons."

Wang Feng smiled softly and asked, "Can no one bring weapons in?"

The bodyguard replied proudly: "No one can!"

"Oh," Wang Feng asked back, "Where is your master there? Didn't he bring weapons?"

"How dare you, a little mercenary, compare with my master?" Of course, this sentence was written by the bodyguard and he didn't say it.

After glaring at Wang Feng for a while, the bodyguard said, "Of course, my master's weapon is left outside." As if confirming his words, another person immediately flashed in the darkness behind him, holding a luxurious and exquisite sword in both hands to show it to Wang Feng.

The scabbard is elegant and luxurious. Although it is made of various shiny gems, it is not as arrogant as a nouveau riche. It is obviously a style carefully designed by master craftsmen. A huge ruby ​​is also inlaid on the hilt of the sword, which is lined with a slightly flashing fire. The exquisitely cut surface reflects a dazzling dark red light. Those who can use this sword are obviously not ordinary noble.

Since the mysterious master had expressed enough sincerity, the bodyguards and fat old man thought that Wang Feng would give the master a face and entered empty-handedly. But Wang Feng seemed to have not seen it and wanted to bring a knife into it.

Several bodyguards flashed secretly, and together with the two who appeared first, blocked Wang Feng. The hands of several people had already been placed on the hilt of the sword at their waists. As long as Wang Feng took another step forward, they would definitely take action without hesitation.

Wang Feng stopped again, turned his head and asked at the Fat Old Man, "Fat Old Man, aren't they saying they can't bring weapons? Then why do their masters bring weapons in?"

The fat old man didn't know what Wang Feng meant, so he could only respond: "Is this? It seems that their master did not bring weapons in! Brother, why don't you just put it in and I'll keep it for you in person." After saying this, both parties gave some face. They are worthy of being the backstage boss of the auction house.

Several bodyguards also gave Fat Old Man face. One bodyguard reached out to make a call and signaled that Wang Feng could hand over the weapon to Fat Old Man.

Wang Feng shook his head and did not move. Everyone looked at each other, and even the fat old man couldn't speak, not knowing what to say. Several bodyguards had pulled out their swords and stared at Wang Feng fiercely. One bodyguard suppressed his anger, and he seemed to squeeze out from his throat and shouted: "Our master does not bring a weapon."

"Is their owner the buyer of the artifact?" Wang Feng still asked the fat old man behind him.

The fat old man seemed to have thought of something, and replied loudly from behind: "Yes."

"So where is the artifact now?" Wang Feng continued to ask.

"It has been delivered to the buyer and should be carried with him." The fat old man answered fluently without saying a word at all.
Chapter completed!