From Douluo Dalu to Queen

Chapter 171 A meeting between wind and cloud
Although the imperial law prohibited the slave trade, no one enforced it. Almost everyone was enjoying the benefits brought by the slave trade. Poor parents were unwilling to support a daughter who would lose money, so they might as well sell her to get some money back.

This is the way the world is. Unless there is a top-down purge, even the emperor cannot change the status quo.

"We are here to buy things, but we also have some things to sell." Leng Xiyao pointed at Tang San, signaling him to take out his hidden weapons.

As she spoke, Leng Xiyao took out the two invitations that Mr. Li had given her.

When the girl saw the invitation, she immediately realized that these were the descendants of some big shots. However, she was also someone who had seen a lot of things, and there were many Titled Douluo coming here on weekdays, so she was not too shocked.

"If you want to sell something, please follow me." The girl made a gesture of invitation and walked towards the auction hall in small steps while speaking.

After entering, Leng Xiyao discovered that the entire auction hall was not as magnificent as she had imagined. The floor was paved with milky white marble, and the surrounding walls were decorated with various reliefs. The reliefs did not have many colors and looked extremely elegant.

In addition to these traditional reliefs of Tiandou, there are also many soul guides for various purposes, almost all of which are high-end goods purchased from the Sun and Moon Chamber of Commerce. These soul guides give the entire auction a modern feel, but overall it is still a typical Western decoration style.

Soon, the receptionist led everyone to an appraisal room. Many people came here to appraise treasures, so Leng Xiyao and others did not follow them in. However, they did not wait too long. Soon Tang San and Xiao Wu came out after the appraisal. From the expressions on their faces, one could tell that the hidden weapons they took out could definitely be sold for a lot of money.

"Miss, please take us to our seats." Seeing the two people coming out arm in arm, Leng Xiyao signaled to the receptionist that it was time to lead the way.

"Okay, distinguished guest, your invitation letter is signed by the president himself, so you will be seated in VIP seat number three." The girl explained softly.

"VIP seats? Aren't there any private rooms?" Leng Xiyao was a little confused. Aren't auctions like this the most popular for grading? How come there aren't even any private rooms?

Leng Xiyao probably had some guesses about Mr. Li's identity, so it didn't seem surprising that she could get an invitation letter of this level.

"Yes, because there are many big shots participating this time, there are not enough private rooms in the venue, so we can only temporarily change them into smaller booths to make them more equal and avoid dissatisfaction from some big shots." The young lady explained: "But these booths are also equipped with many soul guides, which can prevent outsiders from hearing the conversations in the booths, even Titled Douluo cannot spy on them."

"I see. This is very fair." Leng Xiyao nodded. There were only a dozen private rooms in the auction venue, and there were more than twenty powerful forces present, so there would definitely be a problem of uneven distribution.

Who doesn’t have a Titled Douluo at home?

"So, guests, do you need to wear masks before entering the venue?" The receptionist asked, looking at the group of young guests.

Thinking that there might be people from the Spirit Hall among the forces participating in this auction, Leng Xiyao nodded and said, "It's better to keep a low profile. Where can I get the mask?"

"Please wait a moment, I will get it for you." After saying this softly, the maid hurried to the bar not far away to get nine masks, and after returning, she distributed them to everyone.

Leng Xiyao picked out a black mask and a white one. She first put the white mask on Qin Menglan, and then put the black mask on her own face.

"Tsk, I'm a dignified Poison Douluo, why would I need such a thing?" Dugu Bo muttered, but his body was honest enough to put the mask on his face. He was obviously thinking about his unpopular status in Tiandou City.

I have to say that the texture of this mask is quite good. When you wear it on your face, it looks like you are wearing nothing at all. You can tell at first glance that it is made of extremely high-end material. Leng Xiyao is very satisfied with this thing.

After the disguise was completed, everyone, led by the girl, walked into the real core of the Tiandou Auction House.

This was a semicircular hall similar to a theater, and the area was not as large as Leng Xiyao had imagined. It could only accommodate a few hundred people under the stage.

There are nearly twenty booths in the last row of the hall, which are obviously prepared for powerful people.

At this time, people had already arrived in each booth, and the leaders from various forces were talking enthusiastically, as if they were good friends who had known each other for many years.

"My dear guests, someone else will lead the way for you. I will take my leave now."

After the girl sent everyone to the entrance of the auction center, she was ready to turn around and leave. There was a strict hierarchy in this auction house. The receptionist had the role of reception, and the attendant had the role of attendant. Once there was any confusion, the consequences for them would be extremely serious, unless a customer decided to spend money to buy them.

Leng Xiyao looked at the women in the auction hall who were wearing more revealing clothes and couldn't help but frown. Instead, the young lady in front of her was more pleasing to the eye.

"You continue to lead the way. Although I can't save too many people in dire straits right now, I can still save you."

Leng Xiyao said this very sincerely. With so many girls in the team, it would be really inappropriate to let those scantily clad maids to receive them.

Besides, she also sympathized with the situation of the young lady in front of her. Although most of these slaves were numb inside, putting them in the base for some reformation might help them rekindle their hope in life.

"Okay." The receptionist didn't have much reaction to Leng Xiyao's words, or maybe she had heard too many similar words before, but in the end she realized that these were just jokes. Some of her former partners also used their lives to tell her that this was just a transition from one hell of a pit to another, and for a slave like her, it made no difference at all.

Soon, the group arrived at booth number three which belonged to them, where a group of sexy young ladies were already waiting.

Leng Xiyao looked around and found that the leaders of these major forces were all men. Ning Fengzhi, whom she had met yesterday, was sitting in booth number six. Being a gentleman, he naturally would not be interested in these vulgar women.

However, people from other forces did not have such a graceful demeanor as him. Some of them did not care about the outside eyes and stretched out their dirty hands to those young ladies; others turned on the shielding soul guides of their seats to block the outside prying eyes, and no one knew what they were going to do.

(End of this chapter)