From Douluo Continent onwards, Glory is invincible.

Chapter 1508 Death Zone

Phoenix stood side by side with Lin Fan. In response to Nightingale's question, Phoenix nodded, her expression showing a hint of urgency: "Yes, we have something we want to auction."

Nightingale's gaze swept between the two, noticing Phoenix's anxiety and Lin Fan's composure. Especially when her eyes fell on Lin Fan, a strange sense of surprise welled up within her. This young man, with his Eastern features, stood out remarkably in the auction house filled with Western nobles. His black hair and black eyes possessed a mysterious and profound aura, compelling one to want to uncover the story behind him.

"May I begin the auction? This is really important to us." Phoenix's tone revealed a hint of unease and anticipation as she clutched the package tightly in her arms, as if it were her only hope.

Nightingale nodded slightly, indicating her understanding: "Of course. However, before the auction, we need to authenticate the items you are auctioning. This is the rule of our auction house, and it is also to ensure the authenticity and value of every item." As she spoke, she gestured for the two to follow her to the authentication room.

Upon hearing this, Phoenix's heart tightened. Although she was quite confident in her jewelry and jade, she had never gone through a formal appraisal process, so she couldn't help feeling a little uneasy. She clenched her fists to encourage herself, while silently praying that the treasure in her arms would pass the appraisal smoothly.

Lin Fan remained silent, his gaze deep and resolute, as if he could face whatever the outcome might be. He gently patted Phoenix's shoulder to offer comfort and support.

Led by Nightingale, the three walked through the auction house's magnificent hall and arrived at the appraisal room at the back. The room was simply yet professionally furnished, with all kinds of appraisal tools readily available.

Nightingale gestured for Phoenix to bring out the auction items, and then carefully examined each piece of jewelry and jade. Her gaze was sharp and focused, not missing a single detail. As time passed, the expression on her face gradually became serious.

The quality and value of these jewelry and jade pieces far exceeded her expectations. Although she was well-traveled and knowledgeable, she was still amazed by such exquisitely crafted and high-quality treasures. She couldn't help but re-examine the young man and woman before her, her heart filled with curiosity about their identities and origins.

The appraisal process lasted quite a while before Nightingale finally finished her observation. She took a deep breath to calm her excitement, then solemnly said to Phoenix and Lin Fan, "Your auction items are outstanding and fully meet our auction house's requirements. I believe they will fetch a price that satisfies you at tonight's auction."

Upon hearing the news, Phoenix and Lin Fan exchanged a smile, a weight lifted from their hearts. They knew they were one step closer to their goal. Now, all that remained was to wait for the auction to begin and anticipate that exciting moment.

Nightingale secretly rejoiced that she hadn't missed out on such a valuable batch of auction items, and at the same time, she was filled with anticipation for the mysterious young couple. She had a feeling that tonight's auction would become even more exciting because of their presence.

Nightingale led the two through the heavy side door of the auction house, her steps light yet firm. Beyond the door was a long corridor, the walls lined with valuable paintings that shimmered subtly under the lights, seemingly proclaiming the extraordinary and prestigious nature of the place. At the end of the corridor lay the legendary, mysterious appraisal room.

Their arrival didn't cause much of a commotion, but Nightingale could vaguely sense several pairs of eyes secretly watching them from behind. These eyes were different from ordinary curiosity or scrutiny; they carried a sharp and profound meaning, as if they could penetrate layers of appearances and reach straight to the heart.

She tilted her head slightly, glancing around out of the corner of her eye, but found nothing unusual. However, she knew in her heart that these gazes were definitely directed at one of them.

Meanwhile, in the VIP room on the second floor, Tianhui stood by the window, gazing into the distance, seemingly lost in his own thoughts. His figure appeared exceptionally aloof in the afterglow of the setting sun, yet also carried an indescribable depth.

"It's him." Tianhui suddenly spoke, his tone revealing a strange emotion.

Upon hearing this, Usentan immediately turned his head and followed Tianhui's gaze. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, not understanding who Tianhui was referring to. In his view, the streets below were bustling with pedestrians, each busy with their own stories, making it difficult to discern which one was "him".

"Sir, do you know him?" Usentan couldn't help but ask, his tone tinged with caution and probing.

Tianhui didn't answer immediately, but continued to gaze into the distance, as if recalling something. After a moment, he slowly turned around, a meaningful smile appearing on his face.

"Hehe, he's a very interesting kid," he said softly, his tone tinged with a strange sense of emotion.

Upon hearing this, Usentan's doubts deepened. Having followed Tianhui for many years, he knew the other party to be an extremely calm and unpredictable person. Now, however, he was showing such complex emotions towards a seemingly ordinary boy, which truly puzzled him.

"I don't believe it." Usentan frowned and said in a deep voice. He had always been a pragmatic and cautious person, and he had always scoffed at the so-called "fate." In his view, everything in this world was a web woven from power and interests; where was there any real "fate" to speak of?