The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

Although Xiaohong responded "nothing", her eyes revealed a sense of uneasiness and nervousness. Feng Yanan keenly caught this subtle change and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

She looked at Xiaohong and thought to herself, "Does this Miss Lin have any grudge against me? But this person does not exist in the original owner's memory." Feng Yanan tried hard to recall the original owner's memory, trying to find clues about Lin Yuejiao, but found nothing.

At this moment, the auction in the hall was in full swing. The price of the Hundred Poison Pills continued to rise. Only Room 408 and Room 306 were up for auction this time, which were the rooms where the people from the Netherworld Hall and Lin Yuejiao were.

Feng Yanan stood in front of the window, her eyes fixed on the Hundred Poison Pill on the auction table, a sly smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Two pairs of people bidding is really boring!" Feng Yanan's voice was low and full of provocation. She suddenly raised her voice and shouted clearly: "Six million taels!" Her voice echoed in the auction hall, attracting everyone's attention.

Ji Qiuchi and Xiaohong stood beside Feng Yanan, they understood Feng Yanan's intention. Ji Qiuchi's eyes flashed with admiration, and Xiaohong nervously held her hand, but she did not say anything, just silently supported Feng Yanan's decision.

The atmosphere at the auction site became even more tense because of Feng Yanan's participation. The people in Room 306 seemed to be enraged, and they shouted without hesitation: "Seven million taels!" And Room 408 was not to be outdone, and followed suit and shouted: "Eight million taels!"

The higher the price they called out, the happier Feng Yanan felt. Whenever the bidders called out a higher price, she would unconsciously curl up a smug smile, as if all this was within her expectations.

"Just make your bids and see who has the last laugh."

Ji Qiuchi and Xiaohong stood beside her and could feel the confidence and joy she exuded. Their eyes also flashed with admiration and trust for Feng Yanan.

Feng Yanan raised her head slightly, glanced at everyone in the auction hall, and finally fixed her eyes on the box where Lin Yuejiao was. When her voice rang out clearly and powerfully: "Ten million!", the entire auction hall fell into a brief silence.

Lin Yuejiao obviously lost her arrogance and finally chose to remain silent.

However, the Xuanji Pavilion upstairs did not give up. Their voices followed Feng Yanan's: "Twelve million taels!" At this moment, the atmosphere in the auction hall became even more tense.

Ji Qiuchi stood beside Feng Yanan? Although her expression was calm, her fingers were tapping the table lightly, showing her inner nervousness. He couldn't help but remind her: "Yanan, why don't you just give up! What if the other party doesn't want it? Then you will have to spend money to buy your own things?"

Feng Yanan shook her head slightly. She took a deep breath and raised the price again: "Twelve and a half million taels!" This time, she deliberately only raised the price by five hundred thousand taels, obviously wanting to send a signal to the other party - her strength might have reached its limit.

Sure enough, the other party shouted without hesitation: "One million and five hundred thousand taels!" The voice was high-pitched and harsh, as if mocking Feng Yanan's powerlessness to turn the situation around.

The atmosphere in the entire auction hall instantly became tense. The originally quiet auction hall was broken by this high bid, and everyone's eyes were focused on the box where Feng Yanan and Lin Yuejiao were, as well as the Xuanji Pavilion upstairs.

Feng Yanan did not react immediately after hearing the other party's offer. She elegantly picked up the teacup on the table, gently blew away the hot air floating on the surface, and then slowly took a sip of tea. Her movements were calm and unhurried, as if she had already expected such a situation.

Nan Feng, who was downstairs, was the auctioneer of this auction. He smiled and waited for a moment, then announced loudly: "The current highest price is 1.5 million taels, and it is offered by the VIP upstairs. Is there anyone willing to raise the price?"

As soon as Nan Feng finished speaking, the entire auction hall fell into a brief silence again. Everyone's eyes were focused on Feng Yanan's room again, expecting her next reaction. However, Feng Yanan still maintained her elegant posture and continued to sip tea, as if everything was under her control.

Then she put down the teacup in her hand, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes. She quickly stood up, straightened her dress, and then signaled to Ji Qiuchi beside her. The two of them quickly left their seats, walked out of the room, walked up the stairs, and went straight to the exclusive room of the pavilion owner on the fourth floor.

At this time, Nan Feng's excited voice was heard from the auction hall below: "Congratulations to the distinguished guest in Room 408. The treasure of this auction, the Hundred Poison Pill, will belong to you! Please wait a moment, the Pavilion Master will personally deliver the magic medicine to you." Nan Feng's voice echoed throughout the auction hall, causing a commotion. Isn't it true that not only did they get the Hundred Poison Pill, such a heaven-defying magic medicine, but they could also see the true face of the Pavilion Master with their own eyes! It was really enviable!

The atmosphere in Room 408 was extremely mysterious and depressing. A masked man in black sat in front of the window. Although his face was covered by a black veil, his exposed eyes revealed a kind of disdain and arrogance.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a hideous smile, and his voice was low and arrogant: "Humph! You want to snatch things from me? No one can do it! Even if you are a high and mighty war king, you still have to lose to me, hahahaha..."

As he laughed, the atmosphere in the room became even more eerie. The man in black seemed to have foreseen his own victory, and his laughter was full of arrogance and complacency.

He muttered to himself: "Although I spent a huge amount of money this time, it is worth it to see the true face of the master of Yaxian Pavilion!" A full 1.5 million taels of gold almost bankrupted him, but as long as he could ensure that the Hundred Poison Pill would not fall into Yan Lingxiao's hands, he didn't care how much he paid!

Thinking of Yan Lingxiao, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in the black-clothed man's eyes.

His domineering look and arrogant attitude are so annoying that people just want to hate him.

The man in black clenched his fists: "I must win." The man in black whispered in a low voice, his voice full of firmness and determination.