I wanted to please this kid, but it seemed like... I failed?
Su Yunling kept handing the flowers and asked a little helplessly, "So, do you want it or not?"
Gu Zhiqi shook his head, "No."
When Su Yun heard the words, he felt something hit his throat, secretly clicked his tongue, and continued: "Then I lost it?"
Gu Zhiqi:?!
Silently he reached out and took the flower from Su Yunling's hand, not forgetting to murmur in a low voice, "Two hundred million can raise a thousand demon orchids."
Listening to Gu Zhiqi's mumbling, the corner of Su Yunling's mouth twitched slightly.
After Gu Zhiqi took the flowers, he put them into his storage bracelet, and the two of them walked out side by side.
**
Outside the auction house, Ling Yuanzhou walked out of the Tianyu Pavilion building with a gloomy face.
Mo Weiran held a pot of purple flowers and followed Ling Yuanzhou in a daze.
This trip really refreshed his understanding of the world.
He thought that meeting a young lady who knew how to tell fortunes and draw talismans was enough fantasy, but he didn't expect that there were even more fantasy things in the world.
He never knew that there were still ancient warriors in this world, as well as marrow-cleansing pills, blood-purifying pills, and ring-receiving pills.
This is too fantasy, isn’t it?
"Zhou...Brother Zhou, we weren't dreaming just now, were we?" Mo Weiran was still a little unbelievable and asked Ling Yuanzhou in a daze.
When Ling Yuanzhou heard this, he just frowned and did not answer his question.
Everything that happened today not only refreshed Mo Weiran's understanding of the world, but also refreshed Ling Yuanzhou's understanding of the world.
Very early on, Ling Yuanzhou knew that there were ancient warriors, incense masters and alchemy masters in this world.
Although he has never really met them, he knows that these people exist.
He knew that these people were out of reach. His grandma once told him that as long as he studied medicine well, one day, when his medical skills were good enough, he would be able to contact these people.
Therefore, he worked hard to learn medical skills and became the leader of the Ling family.
Originally, he thought that he could close the distance with those people by relying on his medical skills.
But today, he realized that it was still far away.
There was still a natural chasm between him and them.
He didn't even know what the Blood Pearl was, nor did he know that the Marrow Cleansing Pill existed in the world, nor did he know that there was a Najie.
Seeing that Ling Yuanzhou didn't answer his question, Mo Weiran didn't pay much attention, but asked another question with a sentimental expression, "Brother Zhou, I haven't asked you yet, how did you apply for the invitation letter from Tianyu Pavilion?"
of?"
After learning that Ling Yuanzhou came to participate in the Tianyu Pavilion auction, he searched the Internet for relevant information about Tianyu Pavilion and found that there was very little information about Tianyu Pavilion on the Internet.
Fortunately, he has social badass.
Just now, while attending the auction, he got to know the guy sitting next to him.
I also learned some news that is not available online.
The little brother said that ordinary people cannot get the invitation letter from Tianyu Pavilion.
If you want to participate in Tianyu Pavilion's auction, you must first submit an application on the Tianyu Pavilion official website or the Tianyu Pavilion front desk.
Only after the application is approved can you get an invitation letter. An ordinary invitation letter can be attached to one person, and an advanced invitation letter can be attached to 1 to 9 people.
As for the application qualifications for the invitation letter, the guy didn't make it very clear. He seemed to say that to apply as a buyer, you must have assets of over 100 million, and to apply as a seller, you must auction items worth more than 5 million.
Mo Weiran was really curious as to what identity Ling Yuanzhou applied for the invitation letter.
There is another chapter that I am still working on coding.
