Female lead: No, it's me again??

what's the situation?

Lin Shan didn't miss the disappointment and sadness in her eyes; this woman had a story.

She tried to go up and say hello, but was blocked by a woman in black. The woman's eyes were cold as she asked, "Who sent you?"

When Yan Nanfei saw the girl's face, he understood why his master was acting strangely.

This person has eyes that are three-tenths similar to Miss Bai's!

It's hard not to be wary when geese fly south.

Who sent you?

Lin Shan was baffled by her hostility. "Who I am is none of your business."

Seeing that she didn't speak, Yan Nanfei's palm began to glow faintly.

"Let's go."

Behind him, the woman's indifferent words came.

Yan Nanfei withdrew his hand, gave her a warning look, and turned to leave.

Lin Shan frowned. "You're sick."

But... recalling what had just happened, she was a little confused.

In that instant, who did Mingli mistake her for?

After walking one street, Feng Siyue spoke up, "Yan Nanfei, go and find out what they're doing here."

Yan Nanfei: "Yes."

The top floor of the auction house.

Yao Yao stood by the window and said to the young man in black who was resting in a rocking chair, "Young Master, many unfamiliar faces have come today."

"Those old fogies can't sit still anymore."

The young man was wearing a large fur coat and holding a hand warmer.

The diffused aromatherapy scents filled the room, making one feel drowsy.

The woman asked, "Young Master, then shouldn't we...?"

The young man asked, "Where is Zhou Xu now?"

"Still on the way, will be back in about half a month."

"Half a month..."

The young man opened his clear eyes and looked out the window. "Tell them to speed things up. It's time for the skies of Snow Crystal Imperial City to change."

Yao Yao nodded. "Yes."

Su Qingfeng got up, went to his desk, and began to tally the auction house's profits. Then, as if remembering something, he casually began to speak...

"That item has been sold?"

"Yes."

“Young master, but I always feel that the person’s figure is somewhat similar to the person the boss was looking for a few years ago.”

The young man looked at him with a "Oh?"

Yao Yao quickly added, "However, I'm not sure. Back then, the woman's voice was still quite immature. After a few years, both her figure and voice should have changed."

"But looking at it today, it's pretty much the same."

This is why she is unsure.

"Is that so?"

The man's voice was flat, and those few words, though seemingly casual, made Yao Yao feel an invisible pressure. She pursed her lips.

"Young Master, I've already sent men to follow them. If it's confirmed..."

"Knock knock."

Before Yao Yao could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door.

"Young Master, someone outside requests an audience."

Su Qingfeng sat down, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

"Who?"

Attendant outside the door: "Buyer of the black clam."

The young man paused in his tea-drinking motion. "Wait on the fourth floor."

"Yes."

Su Qingfeng got up.

"Check these carefully and send them to the treasure vault."

Yao Yao wiped away non-existent sweat and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Yes."

In the fourth-floor reception room, Su Qingfeng pushed open the door and entered. He looked up and saw a woman in a black robe sitting at the table.

"Does this customer have any questions about the item being auctioned?"

The young man, adhering to the principle of providing service with a smile, spoke up.

The woman's voice was slightly hoarse. "There's a deal I'd like to make. I wonder if the young master is interested?"

"trade?"

Su Qingfeng smiled and sat down next to her. "A merchant will never lose interest in a deal. Young lady, what kind of deal do you want to make?"

"It's more accurate to call it a collaboration than a transaction."

"cooperate?"

Su Qingfeng poured a cup of tea and gently reminded her, "Miss, do you know that cooperation... requires sufficient leverage?"

"Enough spirit stones."

The young man immediately said, "Tell me more."

"I need a batch of custom-made sacred artifacts. The price is negotiable. If possible, we can cooperate long-term."

The young man put down his teacup and chuckled.

"Tailor-made, or a sacred artifact... Do you think my Chasing Wind Auction House is some random weapon-forging workshop you can find anywhere on the street?"

The woman replied, "Young master, it doesn't matter whose money you make. Compared to uncertain potential crises, the benefits of a sincere partner will only outweigh the risks."

"sincere?"

Su Qingfeng lowered his eyes, savoring those two words, and then curled the corners of his lips. "That's quite interesting. You want me to believe in the sincerity of... someone I've never met before?"

"absurd."

Feng Siyue narrowed her eyes.

This young master is very tight-lipped.

She compromised, "Since the young master currently has no intention of cooperating, let's leave that aside for now. May I purchase ten sacred artifacts from the auction house?"

Su Qingfeng still smiled, "Do you have any requests?"

Feng Siyue stood up. "Shadow."

After saying that, she pushed open the door and left, saying, "I'll come again tonight."

Inside the retro-style reception room, a mist gradually settled over the young man's eyes, obscuring what lay within.

shadow?

"A strange request."

"Waiter! Another pot, please!"

"okay!"

In the largest restaurant in Snow Crystal Imperial City, singing and dancing filled the air, and a waiter in blue robes skillfully refilled drinks amidst the bustling crowd.

The candlelight flickered as Feng Siyue sat by the window, drinking silently and gazing at the night sky.

"Ah Li, drink less."

"Hey Feng Siyue! I can still drink!"

"This liquor is very strong, you can't drink anymore!"

"do not do it!"

Every time the night is quiet, her voice can be heard in my ears, as if she has never left.

Feng Siyue lowered her eyes, staring blankly at her reflection in the clear wine.

She suddenly felt annoyed, stood up and threw the spirit stones on the table, "Waiter, the bill."

When the waiter arrived, he saw the food was untouched and muttered in surprise, "Strange customer."

As Feng Siyue walked down the street, the dazzling lights fell upon her, yet they couldn't penetrate her dim world. She was like a lone traveler, out of place in this world.

Her eyes were full of confusion, like a lost child standing in the crowd, wandering aimlessly.

Ali, you like this kind of lively atmosphere, right?

As she walked, she suddenly turned into a dark alleyway. A dozen or so breaths later, she said, "Since we're already here, come out."

"Oh, you're quite alert."

Three men in black walked out.

Feng Siyue's gaze turned slightly cold. "It's you."

Those people who threatened her at the daytime auction.

The elder among them sneered, "Little brat, hand over the sacred artifact, and I'll spare your life; otherwise..."

"Yeah~"

“You’re just a little kid; you can’t protect these sacred artifacts.”

Feng Siyue's cold eyes had shown no surprise since they appeared.

"You're slower than I expected."

"However, it won't affect anything."

The old man was taken aback. "What?"

The woman said no more, holding the Star Glow in her hand. Her ghostly shadow moved among the three people, and before they could react, they met their end.

The body was dismembered, and he was killed with a single blow.