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Chapter 44: 020 Green Tassel enters the temple hall, the true Liang style_2

The driver glanced at her and wasn’t surprised at all.

Sitting in the backseat, Bai Lian casually rested her wrist on her knee and started memorizing English vocabulary through an app on her phone.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror, somewhat astonished. He knew she was from the Ji Family.

However, he hadn’t expected that she would be so at ease during her first ride in such a high-class business car.

The car slowly entered the entrance of Backter Street.

At the entrance, the driver respectfully handed over a document before they were allowed to pass. Looking at the rearview mirror, he explained, “A pass is needed to enter here, especially today with the auction taking place. Not just anyone can come in.”

Bai Lian continued memorizing words, not even lifting her head.

The White Tiger Auction House was at the end of Backter Street, where a majestic twenty-meter-high stone sculpture of a white tiger was sprawled at the entrance.

There was a crowd of people queuing up at the entrance.

The driver couldn’t drive any further, parking the car at a distance, “Miss Bai, please go and join the queue. After Mr. Ren and the others go in, someone will

meet you at the entrance.”

Wearing earphones, Bai Lian got out of the car and walked into the crowd.

Mao Kun, with a cigarette in his hand, was standing at the entrance of the auction house to prevent any troublemakers.

He had blond hair and an aura of notoriety. On this street, his reputation for violence was well-known, especially since recent rumors suggested that the downfall of Poison Scorpion was related to him.

The well-known fighter of Backter Street, Poison Scorpion, could be taken down by Mao Kun, which indicated that he was no ordinary person.

His infamy was widespread, and even those from fighting arenas regarded him with great respect.

Today’s auction, which catered to global VIPs, had him there to maintain order, courtesy of his godfather.

Others who knew him made sure to stay at least three meters away.

His eyes roamed and soon spotted Bai Lian in the crowd.

Mao Kun narrowed his eyes and quickly stood up straight, making his way into the crowd.

“Whoosh—” The group of wealthy businessmen in line hastily made way.

“Sis,” Mao Kun approached Bai Lian and awkwardly scratched his head, “l thought you weren’t coming? Why squeeze in with these people? I’ll take you in through the back entrance.”

Mao Kun led Bai Lian into the VIP entrance from the back.

The White Tiger Auction House was very large, circular in shape, descending from the top floor with three levels. The first and second floors were regular booths, while the third level had special ones.

Upon learning that the Ren Family’s booth was on the first floor, Mao Kun accompanied her to the first floor. The booths there were small, with only a table and a few wooden chairs. Displeased with the setting, he frowned, “Sis, should I get you relocated to the third floor?”

Bai Lian chose a seat by the window and sat down, lazily resting her elbow on the windowsill. She was dressed in a gradient blue wide-sleeved top, with neatly fastened light blue braided buttons. As she lifted her arm, her fair wrist and a loosely tied crimson wristband were revealed.

As she sat down, her long skirt spread across the entire chair.

“No need,” she said indifferently, leaning against the windowsill, her almond eyes slightly drooping, revealing an undeniable allure at a glance.

Mao Kun dared not look any longer. After serving tea, he instructed Bai Lian to call him directly if she needed anything, then went back outside to maintain order.

It was nearing seven o’clock.

Sounds of people entering started on the first floor.

Outside, Ren Qian led the way with Ji Heng by his side, chatting as they walked toward the booths.

Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu followed at the rear.

“It’s been seven years, it might not be possible to find…” Ren Qian said to Ji Heng, and as the secretary-general opened the door to the booth, Ren Qian’s words suddenly came to a halt.

Inside the cramped booth, someone had already arrived.

Behind him, Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu also stopped, with Ren Wanxuan in particular expressing disbelief, “How did you get here first?”

To enter the White Tiger Auction House, one had to go through stringent queueing and security checks. They had arrived early, but it still took nearly two hours to get in, only to find Bai Lian already seated by the window. Bai Lian continued memorizing words, casually pressing on her phone screen. Hearing the noise, she lazily tilted her head, “Grandpa.”

She paused, then politely greeted Ren Qian.

All the while, she did not rise from her seat.

Ren Wanxuan looked at her impolite demeanor and then at Ji Heng, who also remained seated. She couldn’t help but sit down beside Chen Zhu, her eyes narrowed as she slowly uttered two words: “Uncouth.”

Having been trained well in etiquette, she looked down on the rude manners of the Ji Family.

Chen Zhu remained silent as the auction started promptly at seven. The first item up for bid was a red tourmaline.

The beautiful and elegant auctioneer presented the red tourmaline encased in glass, “A collector’s grade red tourmaline, 106 carats, with a starting price of 2 million.’

Those present were not short on cash, and the price quickly rose to 3 million.

Ren Qian, who had been conversing with Ji Heng, finally paused. Beside him, his secretary-general pressed the bidding button, “3-5 million..”