Chapter 85 Who is the descendant of a noble family?
"Yo~~~Here he comes!"

Mo Fan, who was bored and dealing with the Bingmei style in front of him with a grimace, saw Wang Yu and quickly waved for him to come over.

"Where is Lao Zhao?" Wang Yu looked around but couldn't see him, so he asked.

“Hey~ He’s flirting with the girl at the front desk.” Mo Fan waved his spoon around without raising his head, and pointed to the front in silence.

He didn't understand how there could be such a carefree person in the world, and he picked up another pretty girl in just a few minutes.

"Front desk??? No one?" Wang Yu looked towards the front desk and turned back in confusion.

“Ah?!! No? Just now…” Mo Fan raised his head and found that Zhao Manyan, who was leaning against the counter and talking sweetly just now, was nowhere to be seen.

Realizing something, he gritted his teeth even more:
"He's probably in the toilet. Damn! This bastard is too fast!!!"

"Uh" Wang Yu was speechless for a moment. He went to the front desk to order a cappuccino and then sat next to Mo Fan waiting for Lao Zhao to finish.

Ten minutes later.
A handsome man with dyed golden hair walked out of the coffee shop's staff passage, followed by a girl with an oval face, who was beautiful and charming with lustful eyes.

“Tsk tsk tsk, this is so shameless!” Mo Fan raised his iced American coffee and took a sip, using poison to fight poison and suppress the bitterness in his heart.

"Hey~ Wang Yu, when did you come?" Zhao Manyan, who was in high spirits, greeted Wang Yu immediately after seeing him.

"Just now, Lao Zhao, you are really fast." Wang Yu joked with a sly smile.

“You don’t understand this, right? Fast has its own taste, and slow has its own experience.” Zhao Manyan said as he closed his eyes lightly, as if he was savoring something, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised slightly.

Then he opened his eyes and waved to the young lady who had returned to the front desk with the lingering smile still on her face.

When the young lady saw it, she winked at this side playfully, then licked her lips, revealing an expression of satisfaction.

"Old Zhao, you are such a big beast." Mo Fan complained with disdain on his face, but the envy and jealousy in his heart were already beyond words.

Hard! The fist is hard! ! !
This iced Americano isn't bitter enough!!! Add some more puree!!!

"That's right. To sow seeds all over the world and make them bloom everywhere is my life ideal." Zhao Manyan raised his head proudly.

".Bullshit!!!"

Listening to Zhao Manyan's lofty aspirations, Wang Yu and Mo Fan gave him a thumbs up at the same time.

"Alright, alright, stop making noise. The auction is about to start, let's go in." Zhao Manyan said as he pushed open the door of the cafe and led the way while briefly introducing the auction to the two.

"This auction house has restrictions. You either have to spend a large sum of money to buy a membership here, or you have to obtain a certain status. For example, only the hunter master in the Hunter Alliance is qualified to bid here. Other forces and aristocratic families also need a certain status."

“So people without status can’t buy the magic items being auctioned here even if they have money?” Mo Fan asked in surprise. It seemed that Old Zhao really took good care of them.

"Yes, the things magicians need are in short supply at all levels, which is the main reason why many people are trying their best to squeeze into the upper echelons of certain forces.

On the one hand, resources are extremely scarce, and not all magicians are as brave as those desperate guys from the Hunter Alliance to go out into the wilderness to dig for gold.

On the other hand, some resources inherent in the security world have long been occupied and divided by powerful forces and are firmly controlled.

In fact, I admire you guys very much. You have no background but you have been able to cultivate to this level.

You have to know that all magicians who can rise to the top have either practiced hard and risked their lives, or signed a contract to sell themselves to a powerful force." Zhao Manyan said.

"I have something to sell, where should I go?" Wang Yu asked.

"What are you selling?" Zhao Manyan asked. "The big one is a demon-slaying tool, and the rest should be worth one or two million." Wang Yu said, taking out several items from his pocket.

A small knife, two water-attribute magic stones, three small bottles of blood from various slave-level monsters, and four balls of cotton-like Tianshan snow silk.
"Aaah~ This is the reward you got in the orientation meeting.

Tsk tsk tsk, it’s actually a demon-slaying tool, it’s really rich~”

Zhao Manyan secretly smacked his lips as he looked at the small knife-shaped magic tool in Wang Yu's left hand. Even the cheapest one would cost several million. The school was really generous.

"What about you, Lao Mo? Are you going to sell anything this time?"

"I know a professional appraiser whose prices are absolutely fair and just."

"There really is one, a spirit of a general-level demon."

As Mo Fan spoke, he took out a bowl-shaped vessel that he had carefully hidden in his arms.

“It’s a small matter. Wait, you said the general-level spirit?” Zhao Manyan was suddenly stunned. He stared at Mo Fan, then looked down at the glittering light blue spirit in the small bowl.

"Yes."

“Damn it! You went out and stepped on the rice field of Wangcai, and you got the general-level spirit essence? Was it dropped by that female demon?” Zhao Manyan said in astonishment.

“Yeah, I didn’t expect that either.” Mo Fan nodded.

"A general-level spirit essence costs tens of millions at least. Plus, the scaly-skinned demon mother is a mutated type, so it's possible to sell it for 20 or 30 million.

Wang Yu, you keep talking about millions of dollars and you casually put these things in your pockets.

Damn, why do I suddenly feel like I’m the poorest one? Who among us is the son of a rich family!!!”

Zhao Manyan looked at these two so-called "children of the common people" with a complicated expression and was deeply shocked.

Even for him, several million is not a small amount of money!!!

“Come on, let’s go. I’ll help you add the demon-slaying tools and spirit essence to the auction list. They will definitely sell for a good price!” Zhao Manyan said.

Wang Yu was also a little excited at this time, and was looking forward to what price his knife could be sold for.

Although Dean Xiao had previously said that the approximate price of the two magic tools issued to him and Mo Fan was around 500 million.

But this is an auction, anything is possible.

What if a few rich people who don't care about the three melons and two dates take a fancy to his auction, and they can raise the price at will and the money will come.

Not long after, Zhao Manyan ran out of the appraisal hall.

Generally speaking, once the auction order is finalized, it will not be changed.

But as one of the most popular magic tools, there is no one who wants to bid for this kind of magic tool.

Soon the organizers temporarily arranged for it to be auctioned inside.

As for Mo Fan's warrior-level spirit essence, there is no need to mention it. This thing is more popular than many spirit seeds. It directly squeezed out the original treasures and was placed in the finale.

"Let's go, let's enter!!!"

(End of this chapter)