Arriving at the entrance of the auction, after showing their invitation, Yang Yan and Wuyan smoothly entered the auction hall.

This was quite different from the charity auction they attended with Zhou Hanyun last time; there was no banquet, and everyone was sitting properly in their seats.

Even if they spoke, they tried to lower their voices as much as possible.

Since it was Wuyan's first time attending an auction, she couldn't help but curiously look around.

There were quite a few men staring at her from all around.

After Yang Yan's careful grooming, Wuyan looked exceptionally beautiful and attracted the attention of the opposite sex naturally.

"Welcome everyone to our auction. Next, we will present the first item for today's guests."

On stage, a handsome auctioneer got straight to the point as he spoke.

As the first auction item was brought to the stage, Yang Yan immediately focused his attention there.

He had not forgotten the purpose of today's visit.

Item after item was auctioned off on stage, mostly antiques and the like.

Yang Yan was not interested in antiques, no matter how precious, and he didn't pay much attention to them.

"Alright, the next antique is a very nice collectible. This is a knife from the Middle Ages, said to have been heavily funded by a noblewoman who used it to kill her unfaithful husband with her own hands."

"Later on, women would kill their unfaithful husbands with such knives whenever they found out. This knife became a nightmare and disaster for men at that time."

The auctioneer started with a story that successfully captured almost everyone's attention and then continued with a smile, riding the wave:

"It is said that if you place this knife under a man's pillow, he would die silently in his sleep!"

Upon hearing the auctioneer's words, Yang Yan furrowed his brow immediately.

It's not "said to"; if you put this knife under a man's pillow, he will really die.

He didn't believe an auctioneer would know these secrets.

That meant someone was secretly fueling the flames.

"What's wrong? Is this knife magical?"

Wuyan noticed Yang Yan's expression seemed a bit off and couldn't help but lower her voice to ask.

"Yes, indeed, it is a magical knife. Don't doubt what the auctioneer said; it's all true."

Yang Yan chuckled lightly.

"How can that be? How can such a knife exist in the world?"

Wuyan wasn't quite convinced but, seeing Yang Yan's expression, she felt it wasn't a lie.

"There are many magical things in this world; I'll tell you about them slowly in the future. Let me first see who will buy this knife."

Yang Yan said softly.

"The starting bid is one million Huaxia Coins, with a minimum increase of twenty thousand each time."

The auctioneer noticed the crowd's emotions seemed stirred and announced loudly.

"Oh? The starting price is only one million? This price is almost like giving it away for free!"

Yang Yan showed a hint of a cold smile, murmuring to himself.

If no one was stirring up trouble, he wouldn't believe it even if he were beaten to death.

"Alright, now everyone can start bidding."

As the auctioneer finished speaking, a chorus of bids arose from the crowd below.

Yang Yan watched the people below with amusement.

Many didn't believe in the knife's magical properties and bought it solely for its potential to appreciate in value.

Little did they know they were bringing home a life talisman.

Just as Yang Yan watched a group of outsiders bidding, a man suddenly sat beside him.

Yang Yan glanced at him, smiled lightly, and teasingly said:

"I thought your Eight Divisions weren't going to handle this matter!"

Sitting next to Yang Yan was none other than the long-unseen Eight Divisions member from Huaxia, Jianghai.

He was the head and liaison of the Eight Divisions in East Sea City and was also responsible for handling matters related to Yang Yan.

"It's not that we aren't handling it; this came too suddenly, catching us off guard. Those two knives were added afterward, handled by the Xu Family's second son. We've communicated with the Xu Family's patriarch; he was unaware of this."

"Moreover, he also asked the Xu Family's second son, and that fool was merely used by someone, completely ignorant of the item's origin. He only took it because all the money from the auction, except the base price, was his."

Jianghai said with a bitter smile.

In fact, it was indeed their negligence.

If Yang Yan hadn't sent someone to inform them, they wouldn't have known such items appeared within Huaxia.

Lately, the Eight Divisions were so busy with the disappearance of the East Sea Dragon that they couldn't immediately notice this situation, which was understandable.

"Then how do you plan to handle it?"

Yang Yan asked.

"Aren't you planning to intervene in this matter? Then it's yours to handle! We'll provide intelligence for you."

Jianghai accompanied with a smile.

Upon hearing Jianghai's words, Yang Yan rolled his eyes at him fiercely.

This guy's skin was getting thicker, actually enlisting his strong arm without asking if he had any objections.

However, Yang Yan wasn't very confident if this kind of thing was handed over to the Eight Divisions.

So he thought for a while, then nodded slightly:

"I'm fine handling this. Later, help me find out which guy bought it, then investigate their background and see if they are connected to the Hidden World."

Jianghai didn't seem surprised by Yang Yan's attitude, and he quickly promised:

"Yes! I'll handle these tasks. That lord asked me to inquire whether there is any progress on the East Sea Dragon matter."

When Jianghai said this, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

First, it was because Yang Yan's identity was extraordinary, and asking him like this felt somewhat presumptuous.

Second, it was because this matter was supposed to be investigated by their Eight Divisions, but now they had no clue, inevitably making them a laughingstock.

Of course, Yang Yan wouldn't be bothered by these; he understood that the Eight Divisions definitely tried, but their limited capabilities resulted in nothing gained.

He calmly stated:

"That matter will have a result in a week at most. Whether the dragon is alive or dead, I will find it. Tell that old man that he doesn't need to fret over it. If he isn't reassured, he can handle it himself."

"I bid ten million."

Just as Yang Yan had finished speaking, someone below suddenly shouted.

Everyone was shocked by the sudden voice.

One should know that the knife was currently only at about two million, and even though no one present lacked money, no one's money came out of nowhere, there was no need to bid such a high price.

Instantly, everyone's eyes were drawn to the voice.

A remarkably handsome young man sat there, holding a beautifully crafted, ancient-looking gourd.

But that gourd was used by the man to hold wine.

Because as he raised the gourd to sip sweetly, everyone smelled the rich and fragrant aroma of wine.

In that instant, the entire auction hall seemed to be filled with that rich scent.

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