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

He Qingfeng was shaking with anger, repeatedly demanding, "I asked you to lend me three thousand spirit stones! Why are you offering an offer? Do you think it's fun to play tricks on me?"

Yan Chuan quickly reached out and blocked Jiang Yingxue behind him: "Junior brother, why are you yelling at her? How can you be so rude?"

Seeing this, Chu Ying quickly pulled Jiang Yingxue into her arms and wrapped her arms around her: "Exactly, is having a loud voice a big deal? You have no manners at all, and you're trying to imitate others in auctions."

He Qingfeng's eyes turned cold with anger at the continuous sarcasm. "Oh, how can she come here to auction? She's clearly here to sabotage it! The 20,000 spirit stones are just one final bid away, and she wants to add another 1,000 spirit stones. What's the meaning!?"

Jiang Yingxue lowered her head slightly, her eyes red as she said, "I just thought the bracelet on that spirit girl's hand was very beautiful, and I wanted to take a picture of it..."

Her voice was soft and timid, with a hint of grievance and confusion in her tone, as if she had no idea why He Qingfeng was so angry.

When He Qingfeng heard this reason, his chest churned and he almost fainted from anger: "Just for a bracelet? If you think her bracelet is beautiful, I'll give it to you after I take a picture of it. Why bother to bid?"

"That won't do!" Jiang Yingxue shook her head seriously and said quickly, "After all, our Jiang family is a wealthy family. How can we accept something as a gift from others when we find something we like? I always buy things I like myself, which makes me look respectable."

After saying this, she smiled faintly: "And don't worry, once I capture the spirit girl, I will also burn her slave contract and set her free. You are right, as disciples of the Xianyun Sect, we should have the heart to be chivalrous and rescue people in danger."

But even after saying this, He Qingfeng was still furious, his tone even carrying a hint of intolerable anger: "You! It was clearly me who bid first, and you're forcing the price up. Aren't you just going against me?"

Looking at the irritated He Qingfeng, Jiang Yingxue's expression became even more innocent. Blinking harmlessly, she said, "I really didn't mean to offend you. I simply liked that bracelet. And think about it, you've reached the point where you have to borrow spirit stones from everywhere to save the spirit girl. If I just took a picture of it for you, you'd save spirit stones and still be able to save the spirit girl. Isn't that better? What are you so angry about?"

"That's naturally because... because..." He Qingfeng was stunned by these "considerate" words. He pursed his lips, blushed, and stammered, unable to explain clearly.

He Zhiliu burst into laughter upon seeing this, his sarcasm evident in his words: "Because you didn't intend to save anyone at all! From the very beginning, you were thinking about practicing dual cultivation with the spirit girl. Your talk of chivalry and justice was just one-sided!"

He Qingfeng was furious at this accusation. He glared at He Zhiliu and roared with a hint of resentment, "Don't spit on me! I just wanted to save someone! This dual cultivation thing is all bullshit!"

On the auction stage, the auctioneer paused for a moment, then glanced expectantly at the bidding area. "Twenty-one thousand spirit stones, is there anyone who can offer a higher price?"

He Qingfeng frowned, his eyes fixed on his number plate, his fingers tightened as if ready to raise the number plate again at any time.

Seeing this, Jiang Yingxue hurriedly said, "Oh my God, you're not really going to raise the price anymore, are you? I bid because I want the bracelet. It's more reassuring to buy things with peace of mind... But why are you raising the price? Didn't I just say that after I buy it, I will definitely burn the spirit girl's slave contract and set her free? Could it be that what that girl said was right, and what you just said about saving people was all fake?"

"No! It's not!" He Qingfeng roared.

The auctioneer continued to slowly announce the price, slowly raising the hammer: "Twenty-one thousand spirit stones per strike!"

As the auctioneer began to strike the hammer, He Qingfeng's brows furrowed even deeper, and the conflicted expression on his face was clearly visible.

He Qingfeng looked at Jiang Yingxue fiercely and sneered, "Oh, that sounds very reasonable, but how can I believe you? Who knows if you have ulterior motives? If you change your mind later, wouldn't it be a waste of all my efforts?"

"Alas..." Jiang Yingxue shook her head helplessly: "Why are you doing this? I'm just a woman, I can't just force her to practice dual cultivation with me, right?"

He Qingfeng scoffed, his words stinging: "But don't you still have many men in your peak? Who knows if you took this photo for Peak Master Wan!?"

At this moment, the auctioneer's voice was particularly loud amid the clamor of the auction hall: "Twenty-one thousand spirit stones, twice! Is there a higher bid?"

Wan Jinan, who was leisurely watching from the side, suddenly stood up when he heard himself being mentioned. With a glare on his face, he shouted angrily, "How dare you! You kid, how dare you frame me! Who do you think I am? Do I, Wan Jinan, need to rely on dual cultivation to improve my cultivation?"

"I'm just making a reasonable guess. Even if it's not Master Wanfeng, it could be Senior Brother Yan, right?" After saying this, He Qingfeng raised the number plate: "Twenty-one thousand five hundred spirit stones!"

Everyone watched this scene with bewilderment. Clearly, both sides were trying to save someone, yet now it seemed like they were at loggerheads, neither willing to back down, instead raising the price back and forth.

Of course, the auctioneer on the stage was beaming with joy, his eyes filled with pride. Afraid that the two would stop, he quickly shouted, "Twenty-one thousand five hundred spirit stones! Is there anyone who can offer a higher price? This is an extremely rare spirit girl!"

Jiang Yingxue smiled softly, a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. "He Qingfeng, if you had let me take the photo, I would have believed you wanted to save someone. But now that you're still going ahead with the photoshoot even though you don't have enough money, I think your motives are a little impure."

He Qingfeng snorted coldly, a hint of disdain in his eyes. "Oh, I still say the same thing. I don't trust you. I've thought about it. The innocent will be innocent. After winning the competition today, I will burn the slave contract in front of everyone to prevent you from making random suspicions! As for whether you believe it or not, it is completely irrelevant to me. Why should I explain too much to you?"

Chu Ying on the side frowned in disdain: "He Qingfeng, do you have enough money? Are you pretending?"

"Don't worry, I'll naturally raise the money for the auction. It's not a loan to you, so why worry about it? If you have the guts, go ahead and bid! Am I stopping you?"

"Okay." Jiang Yingxue nodded slowly after hearing this, muttering softly, "You dare to fight me at the auction?"

After saying that, Jiang Yingxue left her seat and walked towards the auction table with her number plate.

"Twenty-one thousand five hundred spirit stones at a time!"

When He Qingfeng heard the auctioneer start calling out bids and saw Jiang Yingxue leave her seat, he thought he had won the auction and his eyes became more confident.