Chapter 66
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Chapter 66: Usually I Don’t Look for Trouble
Meanwhile, at the Three Halls’ headquarters.
First Hall Master Tan Tianhong was sitting with Third Hall Master Zhou Yunmei and other core members.
“Brother, what did Young Master Lin say?” Zhou Yunmei asked.
“He’ll be here shortly!” Tan Tianhong’s eyes flickered.
After being subdued by Lin Feng last night, he had gone to see the renowned doctor Sai Huatuo to check his condition. He learned that there was indeed a mysterious energy entangled in his vital channels. This energy was dormant, but once activated, it would cause him to bleed from seven orifices and die instantly.
He had begged Sai Huatuo for help, but even such a medical expert was powerless against it. This made him even more fearful of Lin Feng.
When his subordinates discovered information about the Spirit Blast Bombs, he immediately notified Lin Feng.
“Boss, are we really going to submit to him?” asked a Primary Earth Realm warrior reluctantly. “If he at least treated us like humans, it would be fine. But in his eyes, we’re just his dogs! It’s an insult to our dignity!”
“Which is more important – your dignity or your life? If you want to die, you can share your opinion with him when he arrives!” Tan Tianhong sneered.
The Earth Realm warrior forced a dry laugh and didn’t dare to say more. Who in the Three Halls wasn’t afraid of a killing machine like Lin Feng? Complaining in front of Lin Feng would be suicide. While he was unhappy and couldn’t help grumbling in front of the boss, he wasn’t stupid enough to actually risk his life over it.
“Brother, shouldn’t we inform the Xuanling Sect?” Zhou Yunmei suggested again. “With their help, even if he’s in the Heaven Realm, he’d have to back down!”
“Absolutely not! Telling the Xuanling Sect would make Lin Feng our mortal enemy. It would do us no good, and as I said before, the Xuanling Sect isn’t any better!” Tan Tianhong refused firmly.
Though Zhou Yunmei looked unconvinced, she didn’t press further.
Just then, “Click—”
Lin Feng pushed open the door and walked in.
Everyone was startled and hurriedly stood up.
“Young Master Lin, how did you get here so quickly?” Tan Tianhong was shocked. It had been less than two minutes since the call ended!
“I happened to be nearby, so I came over,” Lin Feng replied casually, then glanced at Zhou Yunmei.
Zhou Yunmei quickly lowered her head nervously, wondering if Lin Feng had overheard what she said earlier. If so, she would be in big trouble.
But Lin Feng withdrew his gaze, making her sigh in relief as she wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.
“You said you found information about Spirit Blast Bombs?” Lin Feng asked.
“Yes, there will be an underground auction in the suburbs tonight. According to my sources, multiple Spirit Blast Bombs will be auctioned,” Tan Tianhong said respectfully.
“Underground auction?” Lin Feng was intrigued.
“It’s like an auction for the martial arts world. The participants are all warriors from Jinling City, and it’s organized by the Baiyun Chamber of Commerce,” Tan Tianhong explained.
“Oh? What’s the background of this Baiyun Chamber of Commerce? They must be quite powerful to organize such martial arts auctions?”
“I’m not entirely sure. The Baiyun Chamber of Commerce is very mysterious, with branches all over the country. They basically deal in anything that can be bought and sold.”
“Some say they’re backed by the government, others say they’re supported by a super powerful sect. In any case… there are many rumors, but nothing definitive.”
“One thing is certain though – the Baiyun Chamber of Commerce has deep connections. They’re definitely not simple.”
“In that case, we’ll wait for the auction tonight,” Lin Feng paused, then added casually: “By the way, I don’t have much money, only a few million. Will that be enough?”
“…” Tan Tianhong’s mouth twitched.
A few million? That’s not even enough for entry! Let alone buying Spirit Blast Bombs!
Of course, he didn’t dare say this out loud. Besides, he knew Lin Feng must have more than just a few million. What Heaven Realm expert would only have that little? He was clearly hinting for Tan Tianhong to pay.
“Young Master Lin is joking. Of course we won’t let you pay! A few Spirit Blast Bombs only cost a few hundred million – our Three Halls can certainly afford that!” Tan Tianhong forced a smile.
“You’re making me feel embarrassed! Thank you!” Lin Feng patted Tan Tianhong’s shoulder.
Embarrassed? This was clearly your intention! Everyone present thought silently.
Around 2 PM, the group drove toward the suburbs. There were four people – Lin Feng, Tan Tianhong, and two Mystic Realm warriors.
On the way, Tan Tianhong explained some auction rules to Lin Feng. For instance, causing trouble was strictly forbidden by the Baiyun Chamber of Commerce once inside. Also, bidders couldn’t make frivolous bids – failing to pay after winning would have serious consequences.
“Don’t worry, I’m actually quite low-key. Usually I don’t look for trouble,” Lin Feng said calmly.
“I’m just reminding you. With your steady personality, Young Master Lin, I’m sure you won’t do anything outrageous,” Tan Tianhong smiled, then added:
“This auction will have many good items. I heard the three major families, four major factions, and some independent cultivators from around Jinling City will all be there. It should be quite lively!”
Lin Feng was curious: “In Jinling City there are three families and four factions. Besides your Three Halls, what are the other three factions?”
“There’s the Explosion Sky Gang, Dragon Gate Hall, and Wind Cloud Gang.”
“How do they compare to your Three Halls?”
“Well…” Tan Tianhong’s face reddened. After hesitating, he admitted embarrassedly: “In terms of strength, our Three Halls ranks last.”
Lin Feng was speechless. He had thought the Three Halls was powerful, but it turned out to be the weakest of the seven forces!
“Don’t worry, stick with me loyally and I won’t mistreat you,” Lin Feng said casually.
“Thank you, Young Master Lin!” Tan Tianhong gave a dry laugh.
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