What are you doing, Mr. President? I'm just an extra!

The auction venue was located on the third basement floor of the Jinmao Tower, a landmark building in Jianghai City.

This place is not open to the public; only those with an invitation are allowed to enter.

The elevator doors slowly opened, and a blast of cold air rushed out.

Lu Li stepped out of the elevator.

His gaze swept across the venue.

The lighting was dim, except for the booth itself.

The surrounding area was filled with people, all of whom were wealthy and influential, and the air was thick with the smells of cigars and expensive perfumes.

Now, everyone's attention is focused on the man and woman at the door.

Lu Li was dressed in a dark gray suit, his eyes hidden behind his glasses, exuding a cold, roguish charm.

The woman he was holding in the arm was the real focus of the entire room.

The wine-red velvet cheongsam gleamed faintly in the dim light.

Su Feiyan held a folding fan in her hand, and with each step she took, the high-slit skirt would sway open.

Against the backdrop of the dark carpet and dim lighting, that patch of white was almost blindingly white, so white it was unsettling.

"Gulp."

Someone swallowed hard.

Lu Li felt the soft touch on his arm, but he was under a lot of pressure.

"President Su, aren't we being a bit too ostentatious?"

"What did you call me?"

Su Feiyan turned her head to the side, and her lips, painted with retro red lipstick, were right next to Lu Li's cheek.

"Um... Madam?"

Su Feiyan gave a soft snort, her hand sliding down from Lu Li's arm and naturally hooking Lu Li's fingers together.

Their fingers are intertwined.

"Perform well."

"My...warlord."

Su Feiyan stared straight ahead.

"Let's go, I'll take you to spend some money."

Lu Li nodded, a nonchalant smile on his face.

The two sat down in the middle of the first row.

This spot was reserved and is the best one in the entire venue.

As soon as she sat down, Su Feiyan changed her posture.

She crossed her legs.

The slit of the cheongsam slid down, revealing even more skin.

Lu Li's eyelids twitched.

He quickly took off his suit jacket and covered Su Feiyan's legs with it.

"What are you doing?"

Su Feiyan raised an eyebrow.

"I was worried you'd be cold."

Lu Li looked righteous.

[Bullshit! I'm afraid those perverts will see this!]

This is mine! It's mine alone! Only I can see it!

Su Feiyan smiled knowingly and did not refuse.

She let Lu Li drape the suit jacket, still warm from his body, over her legs.

A series of disappointed sighs came from the surrounding area.

Lu Li turned around coldly, his gaze sweeping around through his gold-rimmed glasses.

People around them quickly looked away.

"Well done."

Su Feiyan reached her hand under her coat.

Beneath the fabric, her fingertips lightly traced the back of Lu Li's hand.

"Madam, it would be better to be more discreet in public."

Lu Li lowered his voice.

Su Feiyan chuckled softly, her warm breath brushing against Lu Li's neck.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Let them do their thing, we'll play ours."

Or perhaps...

She moved her hand up an inch.

"You can't do it?"

Lu Li: !!!

Lu Li reached out and wrapped his arms around Su Feiyan's slender waist, pulling her tightly into his embrace.

"Whether it works or not, Madam, why don't you try and see?"

Lu Li blew a breath into Su Feiyan's ear.

Su Feiyan's body trembled slightly, her eyes flickered, and then she pinched his waist hard.

Just then.

【Ding! 】

[Special storyline node detected: Golden Dome Auction.]

[Mission issued: Intercept the Dragon King!]

[Mission Description: Due to his short legs, the protagonist Ye Fan is unable to attend the auction in person. He sends his subordinates with a large sum of money to bid on a key item. Please thwart his plan and ensure he loses everything.]

[Quest Reward: Grandmaster-level Appraisal Skill (Permanent)]

[Failure Penalty: One passive skill will be randomly forfeited.]

[Automatic activation functions: Danger Detection, Divine Detection (temporary).]

[Scanning the entire area...]

Lu Li's vision blurred.

The originally dimly lit venue suddenly looked different to him.

Countless red rays of light intertwined.

In a corner of the venue, a dense, impenetrable mass of black energy was staring intently at the auction stage.

A man sat in that spot, his entire body shrouded in a black robe, only his sinister eyes visible.

[Wind Guardian!]

Lu Li recognized this guy at a glance.

In the original story, he was one of the four guardians of the Dragon King's Palace, a tool for Ye Fan to do dirty and tiring work.

At this moment, this guy was tightly clutching a number plate in his hand.

The veins on the back of his hand were bulging.

Lu Li stared intently at the screen, and a line of small text automatically popped up on the system interface.

[Target: Wind Guardian (Dragon King's Palace)]

Current funds: 5000 million (embezzled by Ye Fan + high-interest loans).

[Mission Objective: Win the final auction item, the "Spirit Stone," to help Ye Fan break through his cultivation level.]

[Mental state: Extremely tense, unable to afford any mistakes, otherwise Ye Fan will cripple their cultivation.]

Lu Li was overjoyed.

Good grief!

[Fifty million? Is that all Ye Fan has now?]

If he were to lose all fifty million and end up with nothing but loneliness...

Wouldn't Ye Fan be so angry he'd have a stroke on the spot?

Lu Li turned his gaze to the side of the auction stage, where a pile of items yet to be auctioned was stacked up.

From the system's perspective.

The much-hyped "spirit stone" was now emitting a bleak gray light.

[Item: Man-made high-energy aggregate stone (defective product).]

[Review: Industrial waste, slightly radioactive, and aside from causing hair loss, it's completely useless.]

[Actual value: 5 yuan per jin (500g)]

Lu Li almost burst out laughing.

It's fake!

Could it be that the butterfly effect I caused led to some changes I was unaware of?

Su Feiyan leaned against Lu Li's chest, her fingers playing with the buttons on his shirt.

She heard it clearly.

Fifty million.

Fake spiritual stone.

Her fingers traced upwards along Lu Li's pectoral muscles, finally stopping at his Adam's apple.

"Honey."

Su Feiyan's voice is sweet.

"That guy in black, he's really not a good look."

"Whatever he wants to buy later."

"It all caused him to lose everything."

Lu Li grabbed her mischievous little hand and kissed it.

"Yes, madam."