"If Mr. Lan has to let such a hairy boy participate in this antique fair, it will be an insult to the name of our masters, if Mr. Lan can't let him out, I, Li Zhaofu, will be the first to withdraw from this fair!"

Li Zhaofu is the old man who looks old-fashioned.

Li family, is he from Beicheng?

When Lin Feng was in Jinling before, he heard Xu Jingcheng say that there was an antique family in Beicheng, which was the Li family.

Li Zhaofu said this with a rhythm.

The contradictions intensified all at once.

After him, Hong Sifa, the bald master of Xicheng, also got up and said sharply.

"Yes, everyone's name as a master is earned step by step by the efforts of his own life, and he can't tolerate others, so disrespectful!"

They all care so much about this reputation.

But no matter how these people make trouble or what they say, the white mask Lan Zhan is still as immobile as a mountain.

No one could see what kind of expression was on the underside of his mask.

Lin Feng's steps paused for a few seconds.

Then.

Without any hesitation, he walked over to his place and sat down.

Li Zhaofu saw Lin Feng's behavior.

He pointed at Lin Feng and said.

"Who made you sit?"

"Get out!"

Li Zhaofu roared at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng smiled.

"Mr. Lee's anger is at ease!"

"We're going to fight for treasure later. Are you so angry that you are afraid that the antiques in your hand will lose to me?"

When Li Zhaofu heard this, he said angrily.

"Presumptuous!"

"Just because you are a little doll, what good things can be in your hands, I advise you not to grandstand here, embarrassing! This kind of high-end antique treasure fighting occasion is not something that someone like you can participate in!"

Lin Feng continued to ask.

"How does Mr. Lee know that I can't participate? I'm just like you, I have an invitation, and the invitation doesn't say that only the master can participate!"

Li Zhaofu asked rhetorically.

"Who said that?"

Only then did the White Mask Lan Zhan speak.

"I said it."

"Mr. Li, let me correct one point, the antique trade fair I am talking about is the top figure in the domestic antique industry, and it does not have to be a master."

Li Zhaofu couldn't refute these words all of a sudden, but in the past, similar trade fairs were attended by masters from the antique world, and they even felt that this had become a customary rule.

So Li Zhaofu still seems to be a little reluctant.

He continued.

"That being the case, little doll, what treasure do you have in your hands, say it and let everyone hear it!"

"If you don't qualify, you're not eligible to participate in the exchange meeting!"

Lin Feng hadn't spoken yet.

But this time, Wu Province next to him spoke.

He said.

"As far as I know, Mr. Lin is also a master of our Jinling."

"The treasures in his hand, one is called the Warring States Dragon Pattern Crystal Cup, and the other is a set, which is Zhu Zhanji's Heaven-Honoring Silk Book and Lingxi Cup. You are all masters, have you heard of the legend of the Heavenly Silk Book and the Lingxi Cup?"

When these words came out, several masters present all looked at Lin Feng's side.

The eyes they looked at Lin Feng were different.

Just now, they felt that Lin Feng might be a related household of the Immortal Society, and he was deliberately arranged here.

But now it seems that even the master of Wu Province in Jinling has said that Lin Feng collects these two treasures and is already worthy of being a big man in the industry.

The matter of the Warring States Dragon Pattern Crystal Cup is relatively secretive.

But Lin Feng didn't expect that this Wu Province actually knew.

I don't know, does he know the secret on the dragon pattern crystal cup?

Wu Province is definitely not simple.

The matter of respecting the heaven silk book and the Lingxi cup has long been spread in the antique world, and the delicate Jinling ghost market is because of the appearance of such a peerless treasure, so the masters present have not only heard the story of Zhu Zhanji's respect for the sky, but also heard that in the Jinling Linfeng ghost market, two thousand yuan picked up the story of the Jingtian silk book and the Lingxi cup.

It's just that these masters didn't expect that Lin Feng to be so young in front of them.

Several people have already sat down.

Even if they are not masters, so what, such people sit here and fight treasures, they can accept it.

Of course.

There are also a few who can't get off the stage.

For example, Li Zhaofu, the head of the board and the bald Hong Sifa, both of them slapped the table and sat down, and Li Zhaofu was still chanting.

"Isn't it just that I missed Zhu Zhanji's broken things, it's just good luck, what kind ......of ability is it?" ap.

Regarding the matter of the Jingtian Silk Book and the Lingxi Cup, many people at the scene talked about it again.

Lin Feng looked at Wu Province and arched his hand.

"Thank you, Master Wu."

Wu Xingxing casually explained.

"You're welcome, that's your deeds, they should know that even in the world of antiques, people's qualifications should not only be based on age!"

Lin Feng nodded.

Over there.

The White Mask Lan Zhan, who was sitting on the main seat at the table, made a gesture and placed everyone's name tags in front of the masters.

After doing this, Lan Zhan's weird smiling face on the mask stared at everyone and asked.

"Masters, do you want to play something new at this trade fair?"

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Lan Zhan.

Li Zhaofu asked.

"What's new?"

Lan Zhan didn't answer this question immediately, but asked a rhetorical question first.

"The antique fair we hold is a top-level treasure exchange meeting, I don't know, do you have enough confidence in the treasures in your hands this time?"

Li Zhaofu sneered.

"Joke, of course!"

Others also say.

"That's nature!"

「……」

Everyone feels that what they have is the best.

Lan Zhan said again.

"Just have faith!"

"I know, everyone brought several antiques here, and the antiques that finally participated in this treasure fight may be different from the antiques on the original antique list for reference, but the more this happens, the more interesting it becomes!"

"When the treasure fighting begins, everyone will have a chance to choose their opponent to fight the treasure at will."

"This, as before."

"What's different is that this time the treasure fight, you have to add some bets!"

Li Zhaofu was puzzled.

"How much money to add, didn't you have a bet before?"

Lan Zhan said.

"The bet added this time is not money, but antiques, that is to say, when two people are competing, if anyone loses, the antique in their hand will belong to the other party. If you win, you will take down the antiques in the opponent's hand."

"What do you think?"

When these words were spoken, the audience fell silent.

This gameplay is too exciting, and it used to be blocked by only millions, tens of millions.

This time directly bet on antiques, and if you lose, it will be hundreds of millions, such a proposal has made some people's faces change.

"You can choose to withdraw now, but don't forget, this is an antique fair hosted by the Immortal Society, and after you withdraw from here, the convenience that the Immortal Guild gave you before will be completely revoked!"

Lan Zhan's words became more and more cold.

At this moment, some people feel that this trade fair is simply a conspiracy.