Douluo Dalu: White Tiger

Chapter 282 A Cake

After walking out of the Tiandou Auction House, Ye Xuan took out a list from his soul guide and glanced over the names one by one, as if he was selecting a target.

Long Xiaoyao followed behind Ye Xuan and suddenly said, "Master, do you need me to go to the Tiandou Auction House to investigate and see if they are trading in people and slaves?"

"No need. They must be trading in people and slaves. There is no need to investigate. Moreover, the Tiandou Auction House is just a cover. Even if it is investigated, there will be the Wuhun Auction House or other auction houses in the future. It will not have any substantive significance." Ye Xuan did not intend to let Long Xiaoyao investigate because there was no need.

The Tiandou Auction House is just a cover put forward by the nobles. Even if the auction house is found and destroyed, it will not have any substantive significance. The nobles behind them are the key to the problem.

You know, in the Tiandou Empire, the trade of people and slaves was already banned. And the Tiandou Auction House is in Tiandou City. Emperor Xue Ye is not a blind man, how could he not know that someone was trading people and slaves under his nose.

Emperor Xue Ye was not unaware of this, but he just couldn't control it, so he just let it go. The strength of a noble might not be strong, but what if the nobles of the entire empire participated in it and shared this huge cake?
Although it is not ruled out that there are nobles with good character who will not participate in it, they are only a minority. Therefore, the strength behind the Tiandou Auction House may not be that strong, but it is definitely not weak.

Ye Xuan's eyes were fixed on a name, and there was a thoughtful look in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, Ye Xuan walked directly in one direction, and Long Xiaoyao followed quietly behind Ye Xuan.

After a long time, the two came to the mansion of a duke, but they did not go in. Instead, they sat down in the teahouse opposite the duke's mansion and sipped tea quietly.

Until late at night, the two of them were still sitting in the teahouse quietly sipping tea, as if they were waiting for someone to arrive.

In the Duke's Mansion, someone opened the door a crack, looked in Ye Xuan's direction, and then quickly closed the door again.

"What's going on? Is His Holiness the Pope still over there?" A slightly elegant voice sounded in the mansion.

"Duke, His Holiness the Pope, he is still sitting in the teahouse across the street drinking tea." A person who looked like a maid quickly told what she saw.

"If it is a blessing, it will not be a disaster. If it is a disaster, it cannot be avoided. Give the order to prepare a banquet and ask someone to invite His Holiness the Pope in." The elegant voice sighed with a bit of helplessness in the voice.

"Yes, Duke." The maid agreed and prepared to open the door to invite Ye Xuan and Long Xiaoyao in.

"Forget it. Go and tell someone to prepare the banquet. I will go and invite His Holiness the Pope myself." A handsome middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothes walked out from the darkness, opened the door and walked out.

The middle-aged man came directly in front of Ye Xuan, bowed and saluted, and said: "Your Holiness, it is not appropriate for you to sit in a teahouse and drink tea late at night. Why don't you come to my mansion and comment on the tea in my mansion."

"Okay, I haven't tasted the tea from the Duke's Mansion yet. I wonder how it compares to the one in this teahouse." Ye Xuan put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the Duke in front of him.

"How dare I call myself the Duke in front of His Holiness the Pope? Your Holiness, just call me Ye Ming." Ye Ming laughed and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation.

Ye Xuan and Long Xiaoyao stood up and walked towards the Duke's Mansion. As soon as they entered the Duke's Mansion, the layout of the Duke's Mansion gave people a sense of luxury, and when they entered the hall, they could even describe it as magnificent. There were all kinds of precious things.

Ye Xuan sat down in the hall of the Duke's Mansion, smiled faintly and said, "Duke Ye Ming, I have a question, I wonder if I can ask it?"

"Your Holiness, if you have any questions, please feel free to ask. I will tell you everything I know." While speaking, Ye Ming picked up a teapot and started brewing tea with a faint smile.

"The Tiandou Auction House is known as a place where anyone with money can buy anything. However, I want to buy a few maids, but there are none in the Tiandou Auction House. Do you think this is a problem with the Tiandou Auction House or with the person behind the auction house?" Ye Xuan closed his eyes, tapping the armrest with his fingers, his voice containing three parts of laughter and seven parts of coldness.

"Your Holiness, you are joking. In the Wuhun Empire, the trade of human beings and slaves is expressly prohibited. Your Holiness should abide by this ban, not violate it." An elegant smile appeared on Duke Ye Ming's face. He did not directly answer Ye Xuan's question, but stated the ban of the Wuhun Empire.

"Then who do you think has a greater position, the position of Pope or the position of Queen?" Ye Xuan opened his eyes, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, and looked directly at Duke Ye Ming in front of him.

There was a slight difference in Duke Ye Ming's eyes, but he quickly came to his senses and said, "In the Spirit Hall, the Pope's position is naturally higher. In the Spirit Empire, the Pope and the Queen should be on an equal footing. But this is just my personal opinion. If I'm wrong, I hope your Majesty will forgive me."

Ye Xuan glanced around and said, "Duke Ye Ming, can you ask these irrelevant people to leave? I have something to discuss with you."

"Since His Holiness has spoken, then of course it is possible." Duke Ye Ming agreed and immediately waved his hand to dismiss the maids in the hall.

"Long Xiaoyao, you should also leave. I need to talk to the Duke of Netherworld alone about something." Ye Xuan waved his hand, signaling Long Xiaoyao to leave as well.

"Yes, my lord!" Long Xiaoyao agreed, walked out of the gate, and stood quietly at the door of the hall.

Ye Xuan and Ye Ming were the only ones left in the hall. Ye Ming came up with a cup of tea and said with a faint smile, "Your Holiness, if you have any problem, just tell me. If you need any help from me, we in the Duke's Mansion will be happy to help you."

"I really have something that I need your help with, but I'm afraid that your Duke's Mansion may not be willing to help." Ye Xuan picked up the teacup that Ye Ming handed over and kept shaking it in his hand.

"Your Holiness, you are joking. As long as Your Holiness opens your mouth, no matter what the matter is, we in the Duke's Mansion will do our best to handle it. Of course, if we don't do things well, please don't blame us, Your Holiness." Ye Ming looked at Ye Xuan and quickly thought in his mind about Ye Xuan's purpose.

(End of this chapter)