Hearing Wei Qingxuan complaining about the auctioneer and holding an auction at night, Ye Feng smiled and didn't make it clear.

The people of the Shaman family scheduled the auction for the evening, because their family members, not all humans, but also vampires, of course could not appear during the day.

The people in the living room, receiving the news that the auction was about to begin, all went to the conference hall.

It was a multi-purpose hall, with a booth at the front, and round tables at the bottom, around which some delicate folding chairs were placed.

A neat white tablecloth is laid out on a round table, and in the center is a cloisonné vase with a few bright colorful flowers sticking out of the middle.

Wei Qingxuan took Lu Qingqing and Su Xiaoqin to a round table on the side, not far from the front booth.

"Since you're here, let's take a look at the excitement with us. ”

Sitting down at the small round table, Ye Feng smiled and said, "Okay, how much is this castle worth?"

"The starting price of the seller is 200 million, and it is estimated that it can be increased to 5 billion in the end. ”

"So much, this castle is in disrepair, is it worth it?"

"Two billion is still worth it, but five billion is a bit high, it depends on the situation. ”

Ye Feng wanted to persuade Wei Qingxuan not to participate in the bidding, because this castle belonged to Duke Shaman, and it was the elder of the Witch Law Society, and the Witch Law Society should have a purpose in auctioning this castle, and it felt that their purpose was not pure.

The buyer's area under the stage was basically full, and on the front podium, on the seller's seat, there were four seats, and there were three people sitting, including Paul, who was arrogant just now, claiming to be the contemporary heir of the Shaman family.

However, Paul's seat was not in the middle of the podium, but at the very edge.

There were two people sitting next to Paul, a couple.

A middle-aged man with a gloomy complexion and a fair-skinned and beautiful half-aged, the collar of the middle-aged woman's evening dress covered her neck, but it could be seen from her godless eyes that this middle-aged woman was often in a state of blood loss.

Without knowing his fate, Ye Feng could feel that the middle-aged man was a vampire with a high status.

Paul carefully explained what to the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man whispered a few words to him, as if he had given a few words of advice, and gave some instructions, and Paul hurried out.

The seat in the far middle of the rostrum remained empty, apparently reserved for a more important person.

A clear footstep sounded familiar.

Ye Feng turned his face and saw that it was none other than Allen, the new president of the Witchcraft Society.

Paul led Alan with a smirk on his face, and Alan looked smug as he walked as he walked and looked at the intricate carvings around the castle.

Seeing Alan coming, the middle-aged man looked complicated, a little helpless, and a little awe-inspired, he quickly stood up and nodded to Allen.

From a distance, Ye Feng could hear every word of them clearly, even if he spoke in a whisper, he couldn't escape Ye Feng's ears.

The middle-aged man said in a respectful tone: "Dear Elder, you are finally here." ”

"Are the auctions ready?"

The middle-aged man's tone was still a little puzzled: "Elder, the auction has already been prepared, but I want to ask, Elder Shaman really wants to sell this castle? This is the only property of our Shaman family." ”

A hint of cunning flashed in Allen's eyes: "Elder Shaman's injuries have not been healed, there is no way, in order to heal his injuries, he can only sell this only castle." I contacted one of the top magic labs in the world, but they cost two billion in treatment, and as you know, Elder Sharman is not an ordinary person, he is an elder in our society, and in order to cure him, our Witchcraft Society has also done a lot of work. ”

Hearing this, Ye Feng had a little doubt, how could Elder Shaman be injured?

Before entering the Immortal Realm, he had injured Elder Shaman, but according to the vampire's super strong self-healing power, he should be able to get better after more than half a year.

"But ......"

"Don't you believe me and want to ask Elder Shaman in person? Okay, you come with me now, and I'll take you to Elder Shaman. ”

Allen's tone became cold, a powerful coercion, which overwhelmed the middle-aged man.

A trace of cold sweat oozed from the middle-aged man's forehead, and he hurriedly sneered: "No, since the president said so, we must do what you say." ”

A contemptuous sneer appeared on Allen's face, and he sat down on the chair in the middle: "You have to do it well, otherwise the Witch Elders will be angry, and you won't get a penny, but I finally discussed with Elder Sharman and gave you ten percent." You know, if Elder Sharman doesn't give you a penny, you can't do it. ”

"Yes, thank you for your help, thank you, president. Come, pour wine for the elder. ”

Alan looked at the auction scene and met Ye Feng's eyes, Ye Feng raised his glass to Alan with a smile, and an idea passed on.

"President Allen, long time no see. ”

Alan had just taken a goblet containing red wine from a waiter, and when he saw Ye Feng, he was so frightened that he shuddered, and the goblet in his hand shattered, and the wine spilled on the ground.

Thinking that the waiter had not taken the cup properly, Paul shouted at the waiter, "You can't hold a cup in any way." ”

The waiter was so frightened that he almost fell to his knees, and quickly handed over another glass of wine.

After taking the wine glass, Alan quickly got up and walked towards Ye Feng with a smile, his expression was respectful, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes, he thought that Ye Feng was here to kill him.

He knew that if Ye Feng wanted to kill him, with his ability, he wouldn't be able to stop Ye Feng at all.

He sat down beside Ye Feng with a smile and clinked glasses with Ye Feng: "Mr. Ye, hello, long time no see." ”

"It's been a long time, President Allen, I've been a little blessed lately. ”

Allen said in an official tone: "Yes, how can I be fat, there are too many affairs in the meeting, I often stay up late to work, how can I be fat if I can't eat and sleep well, Mr. Ye is joking." ”

From Allen's conversation with the middle-aged man, Ye Feng learned that the auction of Shaman Castle was authorized by Duke Shaman and supervised by Allen.

With Elder Shaman's temper, he couldn't easily sell his castle, and this auction was obviously planned by Allen.

Elder Sharman was not only injured, but he was afraid that he had reached the point where he could not be cured, so Alan dared to falsely spread the name of Duke Sharman and ask for the auction of this castle belonging to Duke Sharman.

The middle-aged man was a descendant of Elder Sharman, and the castle was now managed by him, and Alan took chicken feathers as an arrow, and in the name of Duke Sharman, forced him to auction the castle, and the money for the auction of the castle could only give him ten percent.

Eren wants to make a big profit and swallow up ninety percent of the money from the auction of the castle.

Seeing Alan drinking with a Chinese man with a wine glass, he realized that the other party was not simple, and the middle-aged man and Paul also hurriedly walked over with a wine glass.

(End of chapter)