The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

Upon hearing this, the guard frowned slightly and hesitantly reminded, "Miss, if the auction fails, you will have to pay a handling fee of 500 spirit stones. Are you sure?"

He Zhiliu's eyes darkened, and his voice trembled slightly: "This is the only way. If I can't bring the spirit girl back, I won't be able to explain to my father. This is better than going back and being punished!"

In this way, he would have the confidence of 19,500 spirit stones in his hands.

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

After the guards left, He Zhiliu straightened his posture again and raised the sign again: "Seventeen thousand!"

However, as soon as she finished speaking, He Qingfeng lazily continued, "Eighteen thousand."

He Zhiliu suddenly felt as if something heavy was blocking her chest. She was so angry that the blood color faded from her face and then turned red again.

"Nineteen thousand five hundred!" He Zhiliu immediately looked at He Qingfeng after saying that: "That's enough, He Qingfeng, stop following me like crazy! Do you have so much money? Just follow me!?"

After hearing her angry question, He Qingfeng couldn't help but laugh softly, with a hint of nonchalant sarcasm in his smile.

He raised his eyebrows slowly, glanced at her, and said coldly, "I don't have money? I think you're the one who has no money. Nineteen thousand five hundred? There are both small and large amounts. It seems that you've taken out all the money, cousin. You shouldn't be able to shout anymore, right?"

He Zhiliu was so angry that he almost bit his teeth, but he had to swallow his anger.

She took a deep breath, her expression slightly changed, but her eyes showed a hint of forbearance and pleading. Her voice slowed down, with a rare softness: "Please, He Qingfeng...don't raise the price anymore."

He Zhiliu suddenly changed his strong attitude and continued in a gentle voice, "Just give the spirit girl to me. If my father knew that I couldn't take her back, he would definitely not forgive me."

He Qingfeng heard this, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, unmoved by her show of weakness: "Don't worry, you two have a deep father-daughter relationship. Second Uncle will at most scold you a few times, but he won't kick you out of the house."

After saying this, he raised the sign slowly, his voice clearly penetrating the clamor of the auction hall: "Twenty thousand spirit stones!"

When He Zhiliu heard this number, his face turned pale instantly and his body shook, as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart.

However, at this moment, a masked staff member suddenly appeared beside He Qingfeng and whispered something to him.

He Qingfeng's face instantly darkened. He frowned, glanced at the masked man, then stood up calmly, walked aside with the staff, and whispered, "What did you say? That man doesn't want the Bailian Pill anymore?"

The masked man nodded and replied calmly, "Yes, Miss He bid for the Bailian Pill. However, in order to compete with you for the Spirit Girl, she would rather pay a fine of 500 pills and return the Bailian Pill. Therefore, I'm afraid we won't be able to give you the 3,000 Spirit Stone share that we originally promised you. We will return the Bailian Pill to you later."

“Can’t we just reshoot it?”

"Sorry, we don't have a policy of re-bidding items that have not been sold."

He Qingfeng was stunned. If he didn't have these three thousand spirit stones, he wouldn't be able to pay the spirit girl's bidding fee!

He hurried back to his seat and asked the people around him to borrow spirit stones.

"Qingqing, do you have three thousand spirit stones on you?"

Duan Qingqing's eyes widened, a look of disbelief on her face: "How could I possibly have so much money?"

He Qingfeng was almost panicking. He quickly turned his gaze to his fellow apprentices and asked anxiously in a low voice, "Everyone, does anyone have any spirit stones? Three thousand would be enough."

But the other party looked at each other, hesitating for a long time, their eyes revealing not only helplessness but also obvious reluctance. Although several people scraped together some spirit stones from their pockets, the total number they finally collected was only a little over a thousand, which was still far from the target.

It would be great if Duan Ningning and Master were here, but they happened to be in the upstairs room at the moment. And thinking about it carefully, what if they were unwilling to lend it to me?

Seeing this, the auctioneer began to set the price: "Is there anyone who can offer a higher price?"

The auctioneer's voice was like a knife, severing He Qingfeng's last shred of hope. If he couldn't gather the three thousand spirit stones, all his previous efforts in bidding would be in vain.

At this moment, He Qingfeng felt his mind was in a mess. His mind was in such a mess that he couldn't even maintain the most basic calmness.

Seeing that the price was about to be finalized, He Qingfeng turned to Chu Ying and Jiang Yingxue and said, "Do you have three thousand spirit stones?"

Jiang Yingxue and Chu Ying exchanged a look with a hint of amusement in their eyes, then smiled frivolously, "Yes."

Hearing this, He Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, his heart finally settling down: "Lend it to me, I will definitely pay it back with interest one day!"

"Hmm?" Jiang Yingxue tilted her head slightly in mock surprise, her eyes brimming with amusement. "What's going on? You wanted to save the spirit girl, but you didn't bring enough money?"

He Qingfeng bit his lip. He had wanted to remain calm, but now he had to bow his head and face this embarrassing situation. "Yes, I'm still short of 3,000 spirit stones. But I'm also trying to save people. I think you and I are from the same sect, so we should have the heart to be chivalrous and rescue people in danger, don't you think?"

"Hmm," Jiang Yingxue nodded slightly. "That seems to make some sense. After all, our Xianyun Sect is one of the best sects. And I also think this woman is very pitiful and should be saved."

Seeing that Jiang Yingxue didn't object to him, He Qingfeng smiled comfortably and said, "It's best if you can understand it naturally."

Then, he stretched out his hand, revealing a look of expectation: "Then please lend me three thousand spirit stones to help me save people."

At this moment, the auctioneer's voice rang out again: "Twenty thousand spirit stones at a time!"

Jiang Yingxue looked up at He Qingfeng and said, "I will save him, but I don't think you need to spend the money."

He Qingfeng's face changed when he heard this. His slightly relaxed expression froze instantly. "What do you mean?" His voice was a little hurried. He couldn't help but speak again, "Why don't you want to lend it to me again? How can I save people if you don't lend it to me?!"

"Twenty thousand spirit stones twice!"

"That's exactly what it means. You don't have to save me, I'll do it."

"Twenty thousand souls—"

Before the auctioneer finished speaking, Jiang Yingxue suddenly raised her sign: "Twenty-one thousand spirit stones!"

Her voice was clear and loud, especially clear in the noisy auction hall.

He Qingfeng's eyes widened instantly, a mixture of shock and confusion intertwined, and he shouted loudly: "Are you crazy? What's your price!?"

Jiang Yingxue's calm face flickered with surprise upon hearing this. She subconsciously shrank back towards her seat, leaning back nervously like a frightened little white rabbit. "Why are you shouting so loudly... You scared me..."