Hearing this name, the others didn't have much of a reaction.
But Lin Yu was quite surprised inwardly.
Huang Feiya!
Wasn't this the person he had just investigated a few hours ago?
He didn't expect her to appear in his field of vision so quickly.
Even though she was the daughter of Huang Feirong's third uncle and the same age as Huang Feirong,
she was born a dozen days earlier than her.
Therefore, she was Huang Feirong's older cousin.
From Shen Buyao's tone, it seemed that there hadn't been much friendly interaction between this girl and Huang Feirong.
Otherwise,
how could such a simple matter as an older cousin coming to see her younger cousin cause such a huge reaction?
Obviously,
Huang Feirong on the other end of the phone must be facing a very awkward situation right now.
So much so that she didn't even have the time to send a message to notify them.
Calling over, she even had to put on a serious tone, putting away her usual joking demeanor.
This point
was extremely uncharacteristic of the dirty joke queen!
"Yaoyao, let's talk about it in detail when you guys get here."
"If time permits, try to come over as early as possible. I'm hanging up now."
After saying that, Huang Feirong hung up the phone directly without waiting for Shen Buyao to ask further.
Shen Buyao looked troubled and turned to Shen Jiuyi beside her.
Usually, when she encountered something she couldn't figure out, she had to let the calm Shen Jiuyi analyze the situation.
Shen Buyao simply didn't have the brains for it.
Shen Jiuyi directly stated her judgment:
"It's not just Huang Feiya. It's highly likely that Rongrong's third uncle is also at the scene."
"It seems that a lot of things are going to happen tonight!"
From the current situation, Shen Jiuyi smelled the scent of a major event brewing.
Chen Qimeng and Du Ruxue exchanged glances on the side, neither of them clear about what was going on.
Weren't they just coming over to have fun together?
Why did it sound like something huge was about to happen!
Moreover, this matter seemed to have a lot to do with Rongrong, whom Chen Qimeng was familiar with.
Over the past two days at the flower shop, Huang Feirong had told Chen Qimeng
that some troubling matters had cropped up at home, making her unable to focus on her studies.
Although she didn't read much normally anyway,
Chen Qimeng could tell that this optimistic girl seemed to have genuinely run into trouble.
Since she was so familiar with Huang Feirong,
upon hearing this, Chen Qimeng couldn't help but ask:
"Is it about Rongrong's family?"
"Is there anything we can do to help?"
Chen Qimeng thought about things rather simply and didn't consider that much.
Du Ruxue, a veteran of the business world, perceived additional information from the reactions of the few young people.
She added:
"If it's inconvenient today, the two of us don't have to go over."
"If you guys have things to do, go ahead and get busy."
"Lin Yu, you don't need to worry about Mengmeng."
"As long as I'm here, she'll have a great time."
With this reminder,
Chen Qimeng also realized the issue and hurriedly chimed in:
"Right, the two of us didn't have any plans to begin with."
"If there's serious business, you should attend to that first. Please don't mind us."
Lin Yu still didn't change his mind.
After all, they had no idea what the situation at the auction house was right now.
Even if they knew, so what?
Bringing the two aunties along wouldn't affect anything.
At this point,
apart from his relationship with his fellow sect members in the apartment, which needed to be kept mysterious,
Lin Yu really had nothing else to hide from Chen Qimeng.
Even if he needed to do something at the auction venue later, he wouldn't hesitate.
"Aunties, don't overthink it, it's really fine."
"Since Sister Rongrong said on the phone that she wants us to head over as soon as possible,"
"Why don't we... just go over right now?"
"Whatever we haven't finished talking about, we can continue discussing on the way."
Lin Yu's suggestion naturally won everyone's approval.
...
The distance between Wubao Pavilion and Guihang took only a few minutes to cover.
With Shen Buyao and Shen Jiuyi leading the way, the group walked along the dim path.
Such an atmospheric scene truly made Chen Qimeng and Du Ruxue feel expectant inwardly.
The two women followed at the back of the group, discussing in low voices.
Du Ruxue looked around and couldn't help but say:
"The location of the auction venue is so mysterious. It's really just like in the movies and TV shows."
Chen Qimeng tightly grabbed Du Ruxue's arm, not daring to look around at all.
She whispered in trepidation:
"If I wasn't coming in with you guys, I absolutely wouldn't dare to come in by myself!"
"Having lived in Pingchuan for so many years, I never knew there was such a place here."
"Are we really still in the city? It feels so unfamiliar!"
The fear of the unknown made Chen Qimeng completely unable to settle down.
Fortunately,
the dark path wasn't too long.
After walking for a short while,
a bustling and lively scene finally put Chen Qimeng's anxious heart at ease.
Looking at the surreal underground world, Chen Qimeng couldn't help but marvel:
"There are so many people..."
Chen Qimeng wasn't the only one who was surprised.
Lin Yu, who had been to the auction house before, was equally shocked!
With the recent boost from the Huang family's counterfeit scandal, Lin Yu was mentally prepared for there to be more people at the auction house.
But the crowd before his eyes still vastly exceeded his expectations.
Compared to the last time he came, was it double? Triple?
It was at least triple the number of people!
Lin Yu was genuinely curious whether the auction house even had enough space inside to accommodate so many people.
Did these people not have to work or sleep?
As soon as there was some drama, they all swarmed over to watch!
Did it even have anything to do with them?
They were purely here for the show!
At this point,
Lin Yu began to harbor suspicions...
Could Sister Hong, that cunning businesswoman, be intentionally delaying a resolution to use the situation as a gimmick to drive traffic?
If the matter remained unresolved, wouldn't there be people coming to watch the spectacle at every weekly auction?
This was a cheat code for generating traffic!
Putting it that way, there really was no need to solve it.
Leaving a matter hanging like this was actually pretty good!
Shen Buyao's eyes sparkled as she looked at the crowd ahead, and she couldn't help but exclaim:
"Damn, are all these guys here to watch the show?"
"To be honest..."
"Having hung around this street for so many years, this is my first time seeing so many people at Guihang!"
Shen Jiuyi, however, didn't marvel at this. Instead, her gaze was fixed directly on the entrance ahead.
Shen Jiuyi warned:
"Here they come, the two of them are coming together."
Lin Yu followed Shen Jiuyi's line of sight.
Two girls who looked somewhat similar were walking towards them.
Huang Feirong naturally needed no introduction.
Beside her,
a girl wearing a black camisole and black high-waisted wide-leg pants looked extremely sexy and confident.
Before even reaching the group, she started waving at them from afar.
She was Huang Feiya!
To be completely honest,
with the two of them walking side by side, the contrast was stark.
When it came to the image of a wealthy family's precious daughter, Huang Feiya was clearly a cut above.
Rongrong looked more like a rebellious street girl squatting by the roadside eating ice cream!
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
