My disciple, you are now invincible. Go down the mountain and wreak havoc on the world!

A low, mocking voice echoed throughout the hall, like a block of ice being smashed into boiling oil.

The once bustling auction scene fell silent instantly.

The air seemed to freeze.

Everyone froze on the spot, their eyes fixed on the VIP room on the second floor, even their breathing subconsciously becoming softer.

It jumped from 50 million to 100 million, doubling in value!

No matter how rare and precious the Thousand-Year Ice Lotus is, its industry valuation is at most 70 million.

This bidding is not a normal auction; it's clearly aimed at Ye Xunhuan.

"The man in the private room is the Silver-Masked Pavilion Master!"

"It's definitely him!"

A voice trembled as someone in the crowd cried out, filled with fear, "Besides him, who else has such a large sum of money? Who dares to spend so much at the Youge auction?!"

"My goodness, the Lord of Youge Pavilion has actually come to the black market in person?"

"Who is this 'Young Master Ye' he just mentioned?"

"...Could it be that kid in the hoodie?"

"Whoosh—"

Hundreds of eyes turned to the back row, shining brightly like searchlights on Ye Xunhuan.

Ye Xunhuan, however, did not react at all. He was still chewing on the orange-flavored lollipop, his cheeks puffing out as he savored the candy.

Its dark, shiny eyes were still glued to that thousand-year-old ice lotus.

That look in his eyes was no different from that of a kid squatting at the village store, staring at the ice cream in the freezer.

Despite being the center of attention, he remained completely calm.

His expression seemed to suggest that he was pondering whether the ice lotus was enough to brew three doses of medicinal soup to detoxify the old man of the Su family.

On the contrary, Su Qingyuan, who was standing next to him, had been covering her mouth to suppress her laughter, her shoulders shaking as she secretly pinched his arm and complained that he was "too bad".

Suddenly, she let out a muffled groan, her fingertips gripping his hoodie tightly, her head tilting to the side as she fell straight into his arms.

Ye Xunhuan may be acting cute, but it doesn't stop him from being quick-witted and nimble-fingered, scooping the person up in his arms.

At this moment, Su Qingyuan's face was deathly pale, her lips were bluish-purple, and her breathing was barely perceptible.

While everyone's attention was on the ice lotus, she secretly took two bites. Now, there was still some cumin on the corner of her mouth, and she had completely lost consciousness.

Ye Xunhuan placed his fingertips on her wrist pulse, gently stroking it with his fingertips.

The issue of grilled sausages.

wrong.

With his sense of taste, he would have recognized the problem with the sausage long ago.

Could there be something mixed into the incense in this auction hall?

The sedative, combined with the cumin, pepper, and chili in the grilled sausage, plus sesame oil, though in very small doses.

However, in addition, Su Qingyuan had been taking care of the old man during this period and had been exposed to a lot of residual poison. Her constitution was already cold and weak, so when the medicine was activated, the poison would attack her heart and she would faint directly.

Such a vicious and wicked heart.

And absolutely top-notch medical skills.

It's a wonder that old man from Youge came up with this idea.

Just as Ye Xunhuan figured out the situation, he secretly channeled a wisp of internal energy through his fingertips to protect her heart meridian. Suddenly, the surrounding area erupted in chaos.

"Oh! So you're hugging openly like this? Hugging and kissing in public, don't you have any shame?"

"As expected of a country bumpkin, he doesn't know a thing or two about manners. He got into high society by relying on Miss Su, and now he's taking advantage of the situation. It's disgusting!"

"I told you he was a gigolo! Look at that hoodie he's wearing, it doesn't even have a brand name. The most valuable thing he's wearing is probably that lollipop in his mouth, which he might have bought with money he got from Miss Su!"

"Yes, I saw it. It was Su Qingyuan who scanned the code to pay."

"Holy crap, no way? He doesn't even have enough money for a sausage? This guy's really broke!"

"I suspect he drugged Miss Su and took advantage of her..."

In an instant, waves of mockery rose and fell, with one nasty remark after another.

A portly jeweler in the front row was slapping the table and laughing heartily.

"Kid, you've got what you want this time. Why don't you take this opportunity to find a place to get things done, huh? Hahaha..."

"Besides, this isn't a place for a penniless gigolo like you!"

"Exactly! He acted all high and mighty when he was shouting about 30 or 40 million. I thought he was some young master from a reclusive family. Turns out he was just putting on a show!"

"The moment the Pavilion Master announced the price, they were immediately too frightened to speak!"

"Isn't this just deliberately knocking the woman unconscious to use her as a shield?"

These words immediately caused a burst of laughter from the audience.

"Kid, I'm ashamed you're a man, pshaw! You're fucking disgraceful!"

Wang Hao spat fiercely at Ye Xunhuan.

He'd been swindled out of over five million yuan and was fuming, clutching his nose which was swollen like a pig's head. Suddenly, he slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and shouted in his hoarse voice:

"I told you that kid was a fraud! He's got more money in his pocket than he's worth!"

"Where are the security guards?! Where have they all gone?!"

"Get this poor wretch out of here right now! Don't let him dirty the venue!"

With him taking the lead, several young masters from prominent families in Jiangcheng immediately started making a fuss, some banging on the table, others whistling.

"Young Master Wang is right! This kind of trash who snuck in doesn't even deserve to bid with us!"

"Get out!"

"Get out?"

"A poor bastard who relies on women to buy him lollipops dares to steal the Thousand-Year Ice Lotus?!"

"I think he's just trying to freeload off the Su family. Now that Miss Su is unconscious, let's see how he can keep up the act!"

The laughter was deafening, and the entire venue buzzed like flies buzzing around.

The auctioneer on the stage was dumbfounded, standing there with his gavel raised, unsure whether to move forward or backward.

The people from Youge have all spoken, how could he dare to interrupt?

The two hostesses were also terrified, their faces turning pale. They huddled next to the crystal table, barely daring to breathe.

At the front of the crowd, several men in black slowly turned around.

The leader, a man with eagle eyes, is called Black Wolf. He is the manager of the Youge Jiangnan branch and is responsible for doing dirty work for Youge.

His sinister gaze locked onto Ye Xunhuan, and he deliberately channeled his inner strength, his voice booming like a bell, drowning out all the noise in the room:

"Young man, has our sect leader given an order?"

"You may live to take this thousand-year-old ice lotus, but you may not live to enjoy it."

"If you know what's good for you, kneel down and kowtow now, and carry your unconscious little wife out of here. Maybe if the sect leader is in a good mood, he might even spare your body."

He paused, then changed the subject, saying:

"Oh, by the way, just a heads-up."

"Ten years ago, there was a woman named Yao Ningshuang who, just like you, was arrogant and dared to oppose our Youge Pavilion."

"And what was the result? He was beaten into a cripple, his medical skills were completely wasted, and in the end, even his bone fragments were thrown into a mass grave to feed the wild dogs. To this day, there isn't even a grave."

"It would be such a pity if someone with your delicate, fair skin ended up like that."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent; not even a breath could be heard.

Medicated cream!

The matriarch of Medicine King Valley is a renowned physician in the martial arts world, whose medical skills are said to bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded.

Countless top figures offered mountains of gold and silver to her for treatment, but she suddenly disappeared twenty years ago, and no one knows where she went.

So he was actually killed by Youge?!

A chill ran down everyone's spine, and their backs were soaked with cold sweat, but no one dared to utter a sound.

The Youge faction's influence extends throughout the north and south of the country. They are ruthless and vindictive. Not to mention small families in Jiangcheng, even top bigwigs from the province have to respectfully address them as "Pavilion Master."

Going against Youge is simply asking for trouble.

Everyone looked at Ye Xunhuan with pity, having already sentenced him to death in their hearts.

A country bumpkin who appeared out of nowhere offended the master of Youge Pavilion; it's a miracle he even walked out alive today.

Ye Xunhuan held Su Qingyuan in his arms, his fingertips still secretly channeling qi into her to protect her heart and suppress the poison. When he heard the words "Yao Ning Shuang", he suddenly stopped chewing the lollipop.

Her cheeks weren't puffed out anymore.

Those long, narrow eyes, always carrying a hint of nonchalant amusement, slowly lifted up.

Black Wolf met his gaze, and a chill ran down his spine for no apparent reason. He instinctively took a half-step back.

But then I thought, this kid is just a country bumpkin who has never seen the world, and he's holding a woman who's fainted. What kind of skills could he possibly have?

Why should I be afraid of him?

His face immediately darkened, he took a big step forward, and suddenly waved his hand.

"Guards! Break this brat's legs and throw him out!"

"The woman stays, to be 'taken good care of'?"

The four assassins from the Netherworld behind her immediately revealed lewd smiles, rubbing their hands together as they moved forward, their eyes greedily scanning Su Qingyuan's face and body.

"Brother Wolf really understands us! Miss Su is so beautiful, it's even more interesting when she faints!"

"Exactly! Let's give her a thorough check-up, guys. Maybe it'll help keep her entertained!"

"Once we've had our fun, we'll send them back to the Su family. They'll have to thank us!"

At the same time, dozens of security guards wielding rubber batons rushed over, surrounding the area in layers, completely blocking the aisle in the back row, so that not even a fly could get out.

"Kid! Get out of here yourself, or are we going to do it to you?! You dare cause trouble here? You're asking for it!"

The encirclement tightened, and the "slap slap" sound of the rubber baton hitting the palm sent chills down one's spine.

Everyone in the room stood up, craning their necks to watch the spectacle. Their eyes held mockery, schadenfreude, and sympathy, but not a single person stepped forward to help.

Wang Hao leaned back in his chair, swinging his legs smugly. His nose no longer hurt; he was just waiting to see Ye Xunhuan kneel down and beg for mercy, only to be beaten to death.

Nobody thought he could turn things around.

What can a powerless country boy do when faced with the overwhelming force of the Youge army? He has no choice but to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Su Qingyuan, nestled in his arms, let out a soft hum, her long eyelashes trembling as if she were having a nightmare, her small hands unconsciously gripping the hem of Ye Xunhuan's clothes.

Ye Xunhuan glanced down at her, then gently tucked the stray strands of hair from her forehead behind her ear. His movements were incredibly light, as if he were handling a rare treasure, afraid of breaking it.

After doing all that, he slowly raised his head.

"Crunch."

He bit the lollipop in his mouth and crushed it, the sweet orange flavor spreading in his mouth.

He slowly sipped the last bit of candy residue, then held the bare white plastic candy stick between his fingers and twirled it casually. The candy stick was so thin and light that no one would pick it up if it were thrown on the ground, but in his hand, it gleamed with a cold, sharp edge, as if he were holding a blood-soaked dagger.

Black Wolf chuckled and took another step forward, his eagle eyes appearing particularly ferocious.

"What? You think you're invincible just because you're holding a broken candy stick? Kid, are you fucking scared out of your wits?"

He didn't finish his sentence.

Ye Xunhuan made a move.

He held Su Qingyuan firmly in his left arm, and with his right hand, he casually stuffed the remaining half of a grilled sausage on the table into his hoodie pocket. His movements were fluid and seamless, as if nothing could stop him from eating his snacks.

Everyone around was stunned.

What the hell is going on?

He's about to lose his life, and he's still thinking about that half a sausage?

Is this kid an idiot?

The laughter started again, even louder than before.

But the laughter stopped abruptly the next second.

Ye Xunhuan slowly straightened up.

"It's not invincible, but this thing can save people or kill them."

"call out--!"

Before anyone could react, the plastic candy stick in Ye Xunhuan's hand flew out, piercing through the black wolf's mouth and firmly pinning its tongue to the palate.

With a crisp "humming" sound.

The plastic candy stick vibrated incessantly in Black Wolf's mouth, cracking and popping, and in an instant, all of Black Wolf's teeth were knocked out.

At this moment, he seemed to erupt like a geyser, continuously spitting out blood and molars from his mouth.

At this moment, Ye Xunhuan acted as if nothing had happened, tilting his head to look at the private room on the second floor, his tone casual yet carrying an arrogance that made people feel breathless.

"Feeding the old man upstairs?"

"You're saying you might have the life to take it but not the life to spend it, right?"

"What a coincidence."

"I never have to spend money to buy things."