Chapter 277: Black Market Auction

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

She wanted to throw a tantrum, but she didn’t want to vent it on Feng Yuanxi.

“Daddy is in the carriage. He said he’s afraid you’d be unhappy to see him, so he won’t come to bother you.”

Actually, Feng Tianlan hadn’t decided whether to use the handsome scheme.

“Hmph, he does have some self-awareness,” Gu Qingluan sneered.

Feng Yuanxi realized that Mother wasn’t upset with him, but rather seemed to be angry with Father.

It appeared that presenting gifts wouldn’t be effective.

That was why he wanted his father to use the handsome scheme!

“Why are you all just lingering there? Return all of these!”

Gu Qingluan raised her head and addressed the crowd.

“Wait a moment!” Jing Feng spoke up to stop them.

He quickly approached Gu Qingluan, bowed to her, and respectfully said, “Master says that if you don’t like these things, you can leave them for the young master, no need to return them.”

Feng Yuanxi nodded in agreement, “That’s right, what’s Father’s is mine. If you don’t want them, Mother, then consider them mine. Can I keep them in the storage room?”

Of course, Gu Qingluan couldn’t just throw away her son’s belongings.

Looking at the little guy’s expectant eyes, she sighed, “Fine, then let’s keep them.”

Feng Yuanxi and Jing Feng exchanged a glance.

Mission accomplished!

When Su Lie heard the news, he hurried over and was initially startled by the numerous boxes. However, upon learning that they belonged to Young Master Yuanxi, he wasn’t surprised anymore.

He directed the servants to carry the boxes to the storage room, maintaining order.

With the task completed, Jing Feng left after leaving Young Master behind.

Upon learning that Feng Yuanxi wanted to stay, Gu Qingluan’s momentary displeasure vanished.

Outside the mansion.

Jing Feng stood by the carriage, reporting to Feng Tianlan.

Upon hearing Jing Feng’s report, Feng Tianlan felt a touch of surprise blended with a sense of anticipation.

According to common wisdom, showcasing one’s wealth as a pursuer was essential. Given her origin from the Island of No Return, financial constraints weren’t an issue for her. Attempting to sway her with gifts would prove challenging.

Feng Tianlan lowered her head and looked at the third move in the “Ninety-Nine Techniques to Woo a Wife” book brought by Jing Yu.

His slender fingers lightly traced the ink characters on the page.

The ink letters disintegrated and turned into nothingness.

If wealth wasn’t effective, he had to appeal to her by other means.

What about using his beauty?

No, he felt there was something else she would prefer over beauty.

“Will the Black Market Auction be held tonight?”

Jing Feng nodded, realizing that his master couldn’t see him, and said, “Yes, it starts at the ninth hour tonight.”

“Get ready. We’re going to the Black Market Auction tonight.”

Jing Feng was surprised.

His master wanted to go in person?

He was aware that his master had a particular interest in something being auctioned, but usually, he’d delegate such matters to a subordinate. This time, however, he intended to attend in person. What sort of valuable item had captured his attention?

Though he had doubts, he didn’t dare to question.

As night fell.

The Black Market wasn’t located in Tianjing, but in an entirely separate space. People could enter by paying Xuanling Stones and using the teleportation array.

Various corners of Cloud Plains Continent had teleportation arrays leading to the Black Market.

As a result, the space within the Black Market was incredibly vast, resembling a gigantic city, drawing people from all corners of the continent.

Strangely, the teleportation array they entered from was the only one they could exit from.

There was speculation among people that this might be linked to the “key” they were given during their initial entry into the Black Market.

In a certain corner, the teleportation array’s arcane power fluctuated. A flash of white light appeared, revealing a man dressed in black robes with a silver mask on his face, and he emerged from the entrance.

Countless eyes, both overt and covert, turned toward the man.

Those who could survive here usually had some discernment.

After realizing they couldn’t gauge the man’s cultivation, many shifted their gazes away, except for a few who continued to observe him closely.

The person who appeared in the teleportation array was none other than Gu Qingluan in disguise..