A loud laugh rang out, and Sheng Xindui immediately frowned.
How could it be such a coincidence? Why were these young masters arriving now?
Sheng Xindui immediately turned around and looked at the newcomers.
"Wang Zhenyu, Guo Feng, Chen He, it's been a long time since you all came here!"
Looking at the three young men approaching, Sheng Xindui chuckled.
"Who said we haven't been here in a long time?"
The man in the yellow robe smiled and said, "It's because the Ninth Young Master is too busy, so when we came, Young Master didn't have time to entertain us!"
"How can you say that? I'd love to entertain the three of you!"
Sheng Xindui greeted them warmly.
The young man in the yellow robe looked at the rusty sword in Qin Ning's hand and sneered, "Kid, your rusty sword, in my, Wang Zhenyu's, judgment, is just a rusty sword!"
Wang Zhenyu said proudly, "I spend all day here observing, and I've learned many profound things."
"If it contained a spirit treasure, or even just some ordinary treasure, its appearance wouldn't be so unremarkable!"
"Look at the rusty sword in your hand; it's terribly rusted!"
"Your ten thousand taels of silver were completely wasted!"
"Is that so?"
Qin Ning said indifferently, not bothered at all.
Seeing this scene, Sheng Xindui let out a sigh of relief.
If Qin Ning were to directly slaughter them like last time, he truly couldn't bear it.
He wasn't Ye Yuanjuan!
"Kid, you should believe it!"
Another young master laughed and said, "Senior Brother Wang is known as the 'Little Prince with Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils' in the Sacred Pill Pavilion!"
"What he has appraised, generally speaking, is rarely fake."
"Oh?"
Qin Ning smiled faintly, offering no comment.
"Forget it, telling the truth only offends people. This kid is probably here for the first time and doesn't know the profound secrets. Why should we meddle in other people's business?"
Wang Zhenyu glanced at Qin Ning disdainfully and sneered.
"Brother Qin Ning, they're so annoying, Xiao Fei doesn't like them!" Ling Xiaofei pouted at this moment.
Hearing these words, Sheng Xindui secretly thought, *This is bad.*
Since Ling Xiaofei had spoken, Qin Ning would definitely not let it go.
"Alright, if Xiao Fei doesn't like them, then Brother Qin Ning will slap them in the face!"
"Good!"
"You don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"
Wang Zhenyu snorted and said, "Kid, are you from a small town?"
"Do you dare to make a bet with me?"
"What? A bet? Alright!"
Wang Zhenyu sneered disdainfully, "What do you want to bet on?"
"Let's bet that this rusty sword is a top-grade spirit artifact!"
Qin Ning said confidently, "If it's not, I'll pay you one million gold, equivalent to the value of a top-grade spirit artifact!"
"And if it is, you pay me one million gold, how about that?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Zhenyu was immediately overjoyed.
"Guo Feng, Chen He, did you hear that clearly!"
Wang Zhenyu laughed heartily, "He's the one who wants to bet with me; he said it himself!"
"Brother Qin, you can't..."
Sheng Xindui felt that something was wrong at this moment!
When Ling Xiaofei spoke, Qin Ning became serious.
If Qin Ning was serious, then that Wang Zhenyu... would definitely be miserable!
Wang Zhenyu, at this moment, still thought that Sheng Xindui wanted to favor Qin Ning, so he immediately said, "Sheng Xindui, we are all Young Master's friends, Young Master can't favor this kid! He said it himself!"
Favoritism?
I’m afraid you, Wang Zhenwu, will lose even the pants off your body!
Sheng Xinyue’s mood was extremely gloomy at this moment.
Wang Zhenwu was absolutely certain that this rusty sword was just an ordinary rusty sword.
And Qin Ning showed no sign of wavering.
If he wanted to gamble, he would gamble. It was only one million gold, and he could still afford it!
“Since that’s the case, let’s draw up the betting slip!”
Qin Ning said with a faint smile, “If you play any tricks, I can always find the Wang family!”
“Don’t worry, I am a young master of the Wang family in the Imperial Capital. I would never do anything so shameful. On the contrary, how can I be sure that you have one million gold?”
“She can vouch for me!”
Qin Ning waved his hand and pointed. At this moment, a beautiful figure appeared.
It was Ye Yuanyuan!
Seeing Qin Ning point at her, Ye Yuanyuan, who had just arrived, felt puzzled.
“Miss Ye? You agree to vouch for this kid?”
“Vouch?”
Ye Yuanyuan was startled, but then she nodded.
What?
Seeing Ye Yuanyuan nod, Wang Zhenwu and the others were all stunned.
Ye Yuanyuan had just arrived and didn’t even know what had happened, yet she still agreed to vouch for Qin Ning?
How did these two know each other?
And their relationship was so good?
“Alright, let’s draw up the betting slip!”
Qin Ning spoke.
Bending down to look at Ling Xiaofei, Qin Ning smiled softly and said, “Xiaofei, Big Brother will help you slap them in the face so they won’t be so arrogant anymore!”
“Okay!”
Seeing Ling Xiaofei’s crescent moon-like smile, Qin Ning was very happy.
After all, the Nine Nether Vermilion Bird was his father’s close friend, and perhaps because of that, no matter what, Qin Ning truly regarded Ling Xiaofei as his younger sister.
After the betting slip was drawn up, Wang Zhenwu snorted and said, “Alright, let’s begin!”
“What’s the rush?”
Qin Ning then looked at Sheng Xinyue and said, “This Shengdan Pavilion must have an auction house, right? Can you open an auction for me?”
Auction?
Sheng Xinyue didn’t know what Qin Ning was trying to do.
“Yes, of course!”
However, he agreed immediately.
“Good, let’s go!”
When they arrived at the auction house, at this time, there were thousands of guests sitting in the auction hall.
The auctioneer was enthusiastically introducing an item when suddenly a figure stepped onto the stage and whispered a few words into his ear. The auctioneer then unexpectedly looked down.
Clearing his throat, the auctioneer then spoke, “Everyone, there is still one more auction item!”
“Please invite Young Master Qin to introduce his auction item!”
As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, Qin Ning stepped onto the auction stage.
Sheng Xinyue was the Ninth Young Master of the Shengdan Pavilion, so arranging this matter was relatively easy.
Qin Ning stood on the stage. At this moment, Ye Yuanyuan, Sheng Xinyue, Wang Zhenwu, and the others all looked at Qin Ning. They also didn’t know what Qin Ning was thinking.
Qin Ning placed the rusty sword on the auction block.
“Everyone!”
Qin Ning said with a smile, “This sword is a top-grade spiritual artifact. I will now put it up for auction.”
As soon as these words were spoken, the people in the room immediately burst into an uproar.
“What kind of joke is this? It’s clearly a rusty sword. Who is this kid trying to fool?”
“What kind of business is Shengdan Pavilion running? Isn’t this a waste of time?”
“That’s right, kid, this isn’t a place to buy sympathy. If you want to sell rusty swords, go downstairs to the first floor!”
The crowd immediately began to boil.
Wang Zhenwu burst out laughing, "Is this guy out of his mind? Don't tell me he wants to auction off that rusty sword here and use the money to pay me?"
Sheng Xinrui and the others also felt bewildered.
Qin Ning looked at the crowd and said again, "The starting bid is one million gold coins. If it's not a top-grade spiritual artifact, I, Qin Ning, will return ten times that amount to the winning bidder!"