"Alright, don't worry. As long as I'm here, even if you give me a brick, I can sell it at an outrageous price." Talabova said casually, "Ling Feng, you should know me well!"

Ling Feng's mouth twitched. "Haha, how could I possibly give you a brick? Just joking, just joking!"

Talabova grinned mischievously and said, "What kind of relationship do we have now? Have you forgotten that night? I can still remember your scent!"

In an instant, a killing aura enveloped the room. Catherine's expression turned incredibly sour. No need to explain—she was undoubtedly imagining some scandalous scenes in her mind!

"It was just a friendly hug at the time!" Ling Feng quickly explained. "Let me show you our auction items instead!"

He needed to stop Talabova before she said something even more jaw-dropping.

Talabova nodded, understanding the concept of "too much" perfectly well. Yet her expression revealed little interest in Ling Feng's so-called auction items.

"Did you hand over your auction items to our appraisal department?" Talabova asked. "Let's take a look!"

Ling Feng shook his head. "No need, I carry them on me at all times."

"Carry them on you?" Talabova paused and raised an eyebrow. "You're not planning to auction yourself, are you? If so, can I intercept and keep you?"

"Cut it out!" Ling Feng rolled his eyes and waved his hand—dozens of priceless artworks moved from his Devil's Ring onto the floor.

"Power of Space!" Talabova murmured as her eyes lit up.

The Power of Space was an exceedingly rare attribute in the Demi-God Domain. Not many in the Underworld possessed it. She had never expected Ling Feng to have mastered this ability. This was surprising—a man chosen by Talabova indeed lived up to expectations!

When Talabova lowered her gaze to the artworks on the floor, her eyes widened involuntarily.

"'The Last Supper,' 'Gypsy Girl,' 'Madonna of the Rocks'... Oh my God, this is 'Mona Lisa's Smile'..." Talabova suddenly raised her head and exclaimed in disbelief, "Ling Feng, that recent Louvre theft—was it your doing?"

Ling Feng chuckled. "How could that be possible? I merely found these while walking. Without evidence, I won't admit to anything!"

Talabova exhaled sharply. "Do you think I don't already know what kind of person you are? Fine, anyway, the Freedom Organization took the blame for that case. Just make sure this matter stays under wraps!"

Catherine scoffed, "They're just some oil paintings; it's not such a big deal!"

Talabova giggled, "Tsk tsk tsk, I forgot—some people really can't distinguish gold from dirt. To leave such treasures in their hands is like casting pearls before swine—a true tragedy!"

"Are you mocking me?" Catherine's face darkened.

"I'm merely stating facts. If someone chooses to interpret it personally, can I be blamed? Still, having self-awareness is commendable; it's a rare quality!" Talabova remarked coolly.

Ling Feng sighed, "Can you two calm down for a moment? Talabova, why don't you appraise the value?"

Looking at the twenty oil paintings spread across the floor, Talabova said, "These artworks are priceless. If we auction them, I expect they'll fetch at least billions! How about this—I'll only charge a five percent commission fee, which is the lowest I'm authorized to give!"

Ling Feng nodded. He understood how auction fees worked—normally, the commission was around ten percent. For Talabova to offer a five percent fee was a considerable favor.

Catherine snorted. Though annoyed by Talabova's goodwill, she couldn't refuse her help.

"Alright, leave the rest to me!" Talabova said with a smile. "Ling Feng, you can go explore for now. Heaven Island has a lot of fascinating sights!"

Despite their informal agreement, they didn't draft any contract. On one hand, this showed their mutual trust; on the other, it reflected confidence in each other's capabilities. Although these items were highly valuable, the Eye of God wouldn't tarnish its reputation for petty gains.

After Ling Feng and Catherine left, Talabova instructed people to move all the paintings from the room to the auction area.

"Haha, my dear sister, rejected again?" At this moment, an elegant man approached with a grin. "I'm really curious about Ling Feng now. Rejecting my most beautiful sister multiple times—could he be gay? But he has a woman, so that doesn't make sense. Oh, I get it now. Sister, clearly you're not seductive enough to attract him, right?"

"Skovic, if you don't want your private affairs splashed across Playboy's cover, you'd better behave!" Talabova glared at the man with a scowl. "What kind of brother are you? Seeing me repeatedly rejected—does it make you happy?"

Skovic chuckled, "Of course it does! Who told you to always act like heaven is first, earth is second, father third, and you fourth? Now that someone has finally taken you down a peg, you have no idea how thrilled I am! Oh right, don't forget our bet—if my auction results outperform yours this time, you'll have to greet me as 'dear brother' instead of calling me by name. Got it?"

Talabova waved dismissively. "Don't give me that repulsive look. If you want respect from me, act like a proper brother first! Taking ten years to advance to Senior Deacon—tsk tsk tsk..."

Skovic's expression darkened. Advancing to Senior Deacon in ten years was considered swift within the Eye of God. But compared to Talabova, it was nothing. She had risen to Senior Deacon in merely three years!

This pace was unprecedented and likely would remain unmatched in the future. And Skovic knew—behind her godlike career trajectory lay countless untold hardships and tears.

All of it had been for that unfaithful Ling Feng!

In Skovic's eyes, his sister Talabova was the most extraordinary woman in the world. Ling Feng—what qualifications did he have to reject her repeatedly?

Of course, Skovic also believed Ling Feng was unworthy of his sister. So every time Talabova met Ling Feng, Skovic couldn't resist mocking her, hoping she would give up on him. Yet, judging by the results, all he'd accomplished was making his sister like him less and making no real impact on her resolve.

Because of this, Skovic's loathing for Ling Feng only grew stronger.

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