Chapter 392: Isn't the master going to meet?
Although Qin Feng's tone was very soft, making people feel like a spring breeze, but anyone could hear the smell of gunpowder in his tone, as for the ghostly nobles below, they all immediately chose to be melon-eaters, and listened carefully to their conversations, adding some conversation for them after tea and dinner in the future.
The grudge between Great Qin and the Holy Violet Empire has a long history, and some skirmishes have erupted on the border between the two countries, and diplomatic calls have been made from time to time, ridiculing each other's policies and legal system.
Although he couldn't see the environment inside the box, he heard that Qin Feng not only skillfully defused Prince Derek's ridicule, but even countered the latter's army, and everyone sitting below could already foresee that Prince Derek must be furious at this moment.
Sure enough, dozens of seconds later, Prince Derrick's box slowly spit out cold words: "Five and a half million!" His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, shouldn't you just add a little bit next time? ”
"Hmph, as long as I give out more gold coins than you, what if it's just one gold coin?" Unmoved by Prince Derek's ridicule, Qin Feng said calmly after mocking him:
"But I'm a big Qin land, so naturally I won't have the same knowledge as you in this matter, five million six hundred thousand!"
"Six million!" The next second after Qin Feng finished speaking, Prince Derek followed coldly.
"Six million and one million!"
“…… Six million two hundred thousand! After hesitating, Prince Derek gritted his teeth and followed closely, but compared to his previous arrogance, he seemed to hesitate a lot at this moment.
"Huh? Why did Prince Derek shrink so much in an instant? Is it because your Holy Violet Empire does not have enough funds to prepare? Or is it because Prince Derek doesn't have the power to rule more things? I thought you were determined to do this! Derek's hesitation was naturally heard by everyone, and Qin Feng, as an opponent, naturally refused to let go of his sore feet, not only for him personally, but also for the Holy Violet Empire behind him.
After saying these words, Qin Feng continued to shout kindly: "Six million and three hundred thousand! ”
"Six million four hundred thousand!" Derek didn't pay attention to Qin Feng at this time, but just continued to follow closely coldly.
"Hmph, six and a half million." Seeing that he had no reaction to his ridicule, Qin Feng had no choice but to snort boringly, and then followed Derek's pace and quoted lightly.
Looking at the continuously increasing quotations, the nobles sitting in the field all looked at each other, and finally sighed regretfully, although they were all very rich, but this kind of behavior would throw out more than six million gold coins, their family could not afford it at all, even if they had the economic strength, they did not have the courage to compete with those first-class forces on the mainland, and the difference in strength made them unable to set off a trace of resistance.
On the other side, this kind of angry confrontation between the representatives of Great Qin and the Holy Violet Empire naturally attracted Firena's attention, and while being smashed by these countless huge gold coins, she couldn't help but scratch her head, and asked the servants around her suspiciously:
"Qin Feng? How does this name sound so familiar, and which of you has the impression of this person? ”
"Master, have you forgotten? He's the guy you saved in the forest. As an earlier servant, Sansson immediately smiled in her ear after Firena's inquiry.
"Oh, it's that guy, I didn't expect to meet him." was mentioned by Sang Song like this, Firena suddenly remembered the unbearable past, but fate was created, the real Firena has been completely devoured and fused by herself, and there is only one Firena left in the world who is not Firena.
"Master, there is an old saying in your hometown, it is called Saiong loses his horse and knows whether he is blessed, and now that young man has changed in essence from before, I wonder if you want to meet him?" The golden light flashed, and Shakespeare's figure quietly appeared behind Firena, and he saw him playing with a gold medal in his right hand, and continued to her with excitement on his face:
"The original help gave the boy endless motivation, and in the endless darkness, he finally climbed to the peak of power, but he was waiting for the arrival of his benefactor, oh, what a sad ending, master, as his benefactor, don't you want to make this ending more perfect, more joyful for everyone?"
Shaking her head and smiling at the gold medal in Shakespeare's hand, Firena looked at the quaint wind carved on the card under the light, shook her head and smiled, and then withdrew it into the space, and said lightly:
"Shakespeare, I remember you saying in the book The Tempest, 'All that is past is a prelude,' right?"
"Master, I would like to praise you for your intelligence, and it is a great honor for me that someone as cultured as you can read my writings and even know the sentences in them." As soon as he heard that Firena actually quoted words from his own book, Shakespeare immediately raised his hands in excitement, and blurted out words of praise in his mouth.
"Don't interrupt, I'm not done yet!" Glancing at Shakespeare in disgust, Firena then turned the ends of her hair, and then said lightly:
"As you said, since the matter has passed, there is no need to continue to entangle, and besides, I am not the one who really saved him, and I am not so desperate to run away and pretend to be his benefactor."
"Also, that's the end of this matter, let's try to stay away from that guy in the future, I don't want to bring back those bad memories from the past because of him." With a slight wave of her hand, Firena stopped the servants from continuing to discuss the matter, and then shifted her head to the auction room.
And the auction hall at this moment can already be said to be a battlefield between the two empires, and the forces in the other boxes are naturally unwilling to wade into this muddy water when they see this situation, so in the entire auction hall, there is only the struggle between Great Qin and the Holy Violet Empire.
"Seven million!" The cold number was said through gritted teeth from the tenth box, and under the auction hall, many nobles were already talking about it, and you can imagine how ugly the expression on Prince Derek's face was when he said this.
"Seven million one hundred thousand!" The flat voice, mixed with Qin Feng's imperative tone, reverberated faintly throughout the hall.
"Why didn't this damn little bastard die in that forest in the first place! I knew that I would have sent more masters to kill him in the first place! In the box, Derek slapped the coffee table in front of him with his palm, roaring angrily, and a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes from time to time.