A tense auction finally ended, and even the auctioneer breathed a sigh of relief.

But the guests' enthusiasm for discussion was far from extinguished.

Their speculation about the confrontation intensified.

Ye Kong sat in the last row, and gave soulless indifference to the backs of the two heads in the front seat who were huddled together and discussing something.

"Wasn't Wen Can the big boss of the Wen Group before? He was of equal status to Qin Wu, but now one is disabled and the other has ascended the throne - it's normal for him to dislike Qin Wu."

"It could also be for a woman."

"Ah? One of them has been in Nangang for a long time, and the other has been in Yuzhou for a long time. Where can they go to compete for the same woman?"

"Didn't Huo Qingyun go to Yuzhou? Maybe Wen Can has taken a fancy to her!"

"Speaking of which, where is Huo Qingyun? Why doesn't she come to stay with Qin Wu in such a big party?"

"I don't know. I heard that the brothers Huo Yu and Huo Jinglang came, but I don't know where they are sitting..."

……

Ye Kong indifferently glanced at the two heads that were huddled together and chattering, then looked past the crowd and to the front.

Staring at the silver wheelchair that was once again immersed in the shadows, she couldn't help but mutter, "What a waste of money - I don't want anything from that idiot Yuanye."

The girl scratched her hair in distress, hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed: "But if it's you who gave it to me, it can be used for disinfection."

……

The noise gradually died down, and the auctioneer, who had wiped his sweat off his face, started walking again on the stage.

He straightened his clothes and said in high spirits, "The next auction item is still given by Mr. Yuanye - but it is quite special."

The auctioneer said, stepping back to the side of the stage, then pulling out a remote and pressing a button.

No new lots were presented.

After waiting for a few seconds, a curtain fell down, dividing the stage into two. The staff behind the curtain moved things onto the stage one after another. After everything was ready, they pulled down a projection screen remotely to everyone's confusion.

Press the button again, and the curtain lights up, revealing the scene behind the curtain - a table, a chess board, two chess boxes, and two cushions.

It seems as if someone is going to play chess here.

"What does it mean?"

Someone below hesitated and said, "Could it be... a chance to play chess?"

"That's right! Mr. Yuanye's second bid is not for any item, but a chance to play against him on the spot! You know, with Mr. Yuanye's fame in the world of chess, there are countless people who want to play against him at a high price. It's a pity that the opportunity is precious, and Mr. Yuanye is not willing to play against an unsuitable opponent. So this time, all Go enthusiasts and fans of Mr. Yuanye must cherish this one-of-a-kind opportunity..."

This time the response was even greater than last time.

Before the auctioneer finished speaking, a sign was immediately raised from below, accompanied by a helpless "Ayang".

"Okay, the starting price is five hundred dollars, Miss No. 19...Okay, bid five thousand."

The auctioneer smiled and said, "Okay, Mr. 28, bid ."

"Miss No. 15..."

"Mr. 26..."

"Miss No. 19, offer fifty thousand."

·

The low starting price and the low bid increases for the auction items led to a heated bidding scene once again.

The darkness seemed to be ignited by the passion of the crowd.

The lights on the stage swept across, making the heads appear to be constantly rising and falling in the sea.

The shadows of people are everywhere, and their outlines form a forest.

In the darkness like night, almost everyone was drawn into the carnival. Even those who didn't like Go couldn't help but get excited and started raising the price by ten thousand each time.

Only the guest sitting at the end of the row, propped up his head and stared at the empty chessboard on the table with a calm and detached manner, as if he was thinking about something.

"Miss No. 19! Another bid of !"

The auctioneer on the stage announced loudly.

Ye Kong finally moved from the audience: "Although I'm sorry to Xu Yang..."

She raised her hand, but instead of reaching for the number plate on the table, she took out a miniature headset from her pocket, put it in her ear, and pressed the switch.

·

At the same time, outside the auction venue, a cleaner wearing work clothes and a hat who was pushing a cleaning cart suddenly stopped, took off his gloves, turned on his mobile phone, and saw a certain light-up point on the screen. The charming face under the wide brim of his hat suddenly raised a sneer: "Let me see what this is? Hmm? Headphone No. 3? Haha..."

She rummaged in her deep pockets, muttering to herself, "All the equipment you have was specially customized for you. Do you still want to escape my eyes? Haha, haha... I want to see what shameful things you are going to do!"

Finally she took out a black earplug the size of a soybean and put it into her ear without hesitation.

·

In the dim and noisy auction venue, the auctioneer was still counting numbers passionately.

"It's No. 19 again! Three hundred and ten thousand! The price has reached three hundred and ten thousand! And... this one, and Miss No. 3! The bid is thirty... no..."

The auctioneer was stunned for a moment, and then confirmed her gesture again before saying, "Miss No. 3 bids three million!"

——The boiling oil pan was once again doused with cold water today, and then exploded from another level.

"What? Three million?!"

"Who is No. 3?"

"Anyway, it's not Qin Wu."

"Nonsense, I also know Qin Wu is not a lady."

"Why are there so many stupid people with lots of money?"

"With such a high number, his identity must be extraordinary, but three million for a game of chess, which might only take less than ten minutes... No matter how you calculate it, it's a big loss. He's even more of a fool than Wen Can."

"Who the hell is number 3? So stupid and yet so rich."

"Do you know who number 3 is?"

"Who is number 3?"

……

In the first row, even Qin Wu and Wen Can, who were sitting on either side as if they were kings not seeing each other, turned their heads at the same time and looked at seat number 3, which was between them.

She had been sitting quietly since she came in and sat down. No matter how loud the commotion was in front of her, it could not arouse her interest at all. She was almost motionless like a transparent person. But at this moment, the person who suddenly raised the sign silently was the undead demon.

She was wearing a large and exaggerated Nuo mask, and the veil hanging from her hat half covered her face, making it impossible to see her expression at all, and even her eyes were difficult to see.

Facing the unconcealed gazes of the two people beside her, she did not react at all.

Qin Wu raised his lips and smiled: "I didn't realize that Miss Undead Demon also likes to play chess?"

The undead demon then turned his head to look at him, as if giving him a glance of disdain, and turned back without saying a word.

The next moment, someone behind struggled amidst many obstructions and raised the sign again.

"Ayang! Calm down!"

But the sign has been raised.

The auctioneer immediately said, "Miss No. 19, bid three million and one hundred thousand!"

Before he finished speaking, he quickly shouted excitedly: "Number 3! Five million!"

The competitors behind were completely suppressed.

"No. 3 won the chance to play a game of chess with Mr. Yuanye live for 3 million! Congratulations to No. !"

The hammer fell heavily.

The spotlight suddenly fell on the woman.

She withdrew her fingers, stood up, and walked out of the dim and crowded auditorium.

Walking around the curtain, everyone saw on the screen that the No. 3, whose origin was unknown, slowly took a seat in front of Yuan Ye, who was ranked first in the chess world at that time.

Then the screen was cut into three pictures.

There is one player for each chess player, and the biggest one in the middle is the empty chessboard.

"What a courage! Spending a huge amount of money to seek abuse."

"That's right. I bet she'll give up in eight minutes."

"I'll bet five minutes."

"That's not the case, is it? But at least it will take less than ten minutes..."

……

The couple in the second to last row were discussing loudly again.

Behind them, the girl raised the brim of her hat, stared at the chessboard, and tapped her earphone lightly.

"start."

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