Supreme Master In City

Yan Jin looked at Loong Wei and the others with a sad face. He wanted to cry but had no tears. "I also want to be superior, but..."    

    

Thinking about the miserable situation of Yan Family, Yan Jin couldn't bring himself to be angry.    

    

Everyone followed Loong Wei into the hotel.    

    

The group had an extraordinary bearing, especially the leader, Loong Wei. No matter where he went, he always had a noble image of looking down on the world. Anyone would be inferior to him in front of him.    

    

"Wei, here..." Yan Jin caught up from behind.    

    

After being guided by Ni Feng'ann, he was now walking with his head held high and his head held high. He nodded at Loong Wei with a pleasant expression. He no longer had that flattering expression.    

    

"Yan Jin, why are you here so late? The other experts have already arrived. You are the one who arrived the latest!"    

    

"You really think you are a dish? Isn't one hundred thousand yuan enough for an auction?"    

    

"If you don't want to earn this money, get the hell out of here. Don't waste my fucking time!"    

    

Just as everyone entered the hall, an anxious shout was heard. Immediately following that, a fat middle-aged man wearing glasses walked over with large strides.    

    

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and enter the hall. If you delay my business, see if I won't break your dog legs!"    

    

"President Zhang, i..." Yan Jin's face was ugly, and he wanted to explain.    

    

"I will give you one million. Apologize to Yan Jin." Loong Wei gave Dong Fei a look, and then walked in front of President Zhang.    

    

Dong Fei quickly took out the cheque book and wrote down one million. He handed it to President Zhang and said with a sneer, "You either accept money and apologize, or you will be beaten half to death by me. Choose."    

    

"I..." President Zhang rubbed his eyes on the bridge of his nose and then reacted. He glanced at President Zhang. Dong Fei looked at the cheque in Dong Fei's hand and said angrily, "Who are you? Do you really think I, zhang Lin, have never seen the world?"    

    

"You want me to lower my head and admit defeat with just a million yuan? Scram to the side!"    

    

Loong Wei smiled calmly. "One million yuan is not enough. What about two million yuan?"    

    

Dong Fei wrote another two million yuan check and threatened with a sneer, "One must know the situation and not be greedy."    

    

"Hiss!" President Zhang stared at the check in Dong Fei's hand and was somewhat moved. He just did not know if this kid's check was real or fake. If it was fake, wouldn't he suffer a huge loss?    

    

"Don't worry, the cheque issued by the army can be cash in the entire country." Dong Fei saw the doubt in President Zhang's heart and said disdainfully.    

    

"The army..." President Zhang was shocked when he heard this. He looked at Yan Jin again and became very careful.    

    

President Zhang struggled to move his throat. He smiled apologetically. "Brother Yan, he said. Do you have such a rich relative?"    

    

"This is my nephew." Yan Jin finally recovered from his shock. If it was in the past, he would never put two million yuan in his eyes. But now, two million yuan was a huge sum to the Yan Family.    

    

It was enough for the family to eat and drink for five years!    

    

"Is that so..." President Zhang pretended to be surprised at Loong Wei, then looked at Yan Jin apologetically. "Brother Yan, I'm really sorry just now. You know I work for someone else. The higher-ups are pressing me, so you have to bear the responsibility."    

    

Yan Jin glanced at the cheque in Dong Fei's hand. His eyes were red. He waved his hand and said, "Forget it. Since everyone is waiting for me, let's go in quickly."    

    

Loong Wei glanced at President Zhang coldly and said in a cold voice, "You can leave now."    

    

After saying this, Loong Wei brought Yan Jin and the others into the hotel. They took the opportunity to get in touch with the high-ranking officials of Tiandu City during the auction.    

    

"Get lost!" Dong Fei threw the cheque on President Zhang's face and left with a cold smile.    

    

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll get lost." President Zhang picked up the check on the ground with a happy heart. Not only was he not ashamed, he was smiling. Before he left, he waved the check in his hand at everyone.    

    

An apology for two million, it was a huge profit!    

    

Yan Jin turned around and looked at President Zhang, full of unwillingness.    

    

Why was this dog able to get two million just by apologizing? Wasn't this too easy to earn?    

    

"Young Master Yan, what are you looking at? Let's go." Ni Feng'ann, who was walking in front, turned around and glanced at Yan Jin.    

    

"Coming, coming." Yan Jin came back to his senses and quickly followed him. He asked in a low voice, "Manager Ni, I know Wei has a prestigious status, but you can't spend so much money. That Zhang guy earned two million so easily?"    

    

"Uncle, are you short of money?" Loong Wei looked back at Yan Jin and said calmly, "Tell Dong Fei how much you want. To me, money is just a string of numbers."    

    

After saying that, Loong Wei continued to stride forward.    

    

"Young master Yan, Loong Wei is trying to tell you that with him around, no one can bully the Yan family. We don't even need to fight a despicable person like President Zhang. We just need to give him some money and send him away."    

    

Ni Feng'ann explained earnestly, "From now on, you can raise your head and chest up high. Don't be afraid of anyone."    

    

"Remember, your nephew is the peerless Dominator of the Western Realm. Even if the sky falls, he will bear it. Your identity is far more honorable than the Holy Tao Aristocratic Family!"    

    

"Uh, alright." Yan Jin stared blankly at Loong Wei's back. He never thought that his nephew was still alive.    

    

Furthermore, he had been doing so well. The thing that comforted him the most was that this kid valued relationships very much. He did not look down on them because of the decline of the Yan Family.    

    

He even protected the Yan Family in every way possible.    

    

Thinking of this, Yan Jin's eyes couldn't help but turn red. He said with emotion, "More than twenty years. I haven't seen Wei for more than twenty years. Wei has already become a Heaven Master. Even I, as his uncle, have to bask in his glory."    

    

At this moment, Yan Jin had finally come to a conclusion. His entire being had changed. He was full of energy, and he looked like the Young Lord of Yan Family in the past.    

    

Soon, everyone arrived at the auction hall.    

    

The lights were bright inside, and there were no empty seats inside.    

    

It was obvious that today was going to be a grand auction, and all the people who came were the high-ranking officials of Tiandu City, as well as the socialites.    

    

At the front of the hall was unknown VIP seat covered with a red carpet. On top of it sat four men dressed in fine clothes. They were all in their forties or fifties.    

    

"Mr Loong, I'll kick them out right now." Dong Fei was about to chase them out as he spoke.    

    

"No need." Loong Wei waved his hand. "I'll just take a look."    

    

Loong Wei saw that there was an empty seat behind him and walked straight over.    

    

When the others saw this, they hurriedly followed.    

    

After entering, Loong Wei deliberately restrained the murderous aura on his body, so no one paid too much attention to this unfamiliar man.    

    

The auction had been going on for some time.    

    

"Everyone, ladies and gentlemen, the next item up for auction is an Eight Trigrams astrolabe. Due to the age being too long ago, it is still difficult to find out."    

    

"It was a foreigner who accidentally obtained it from our country. For the sake of the friendship between the two countries, he endured the pain and gave it up."    

    

Auctioneer was a slightly plump middle-aged man with a smile on his face. He pointed at the blonde foreigner at the front and introduced him.    

    

Soon, the ceremonial lady carried an exquisite tray to the booth. On top of the tray was a bronze plate with rust on it.    

    

Through the rust, one could vaguely see a diagram similar to the Eight Trigrams on it. There was also a circular slot in the middle. Under the illumination of the light, it appeared ancient.