Bai Ling was wearing a white dress today, resembling a fitted gown that perfectly complemented her splendid figure. It was undeniable that the dress accentuated her beauty, enhancing her noble appearance significantly—it was evident she had dressed meticulously.

In Ling Zhenfei's mind, a girl like Bai Ling with a Jianghu background was supposed to wear hot pants and fishnet stockings. Seeing her dressed so elegantly today was somewhat unfamiliar to him.

"Then analyze for me, why are there so many people here to pick me up?" he asked.

While Ling Zhenfei was conversing with Bai Ling, he observed the gifts from the fans. There were various kinds of gifts, each adorned with a small card inscribed with heartfelt blessings to Ling Zhenfei, which moved him greatly.

"The reason why so many people came to pick you up is firstly because you are very popular right now. It hasn't been long since the incident with Kun Kun and your popularity hasn't decreased. Secondly, you are a very low-key person and given your unique profession, many people find you incredibly mysterious and want to see you up close," Bai Ling explained.

Ling Zhenfei thought Bai Ling's analysis was very reasonable. He was deeply touched by the support of his fans and hurriedly took out his phone to post a blog, thanking the fans who had come to greet him and for the gifts. Of course, he also explained the situation, advising fans not to wait in such large numbers in the future to avoid causing any accidents.

The blog post from Ling Zhenfei received rave reviews; many praised him for his correct approach, and many others lauded him for his grace and skills, which rendered him almost speechless as they exaggerated his straightforward words dramatically.

Ling Zhenfei then made a phone call to Xiaowu, thanking her for her help because the scene had been too chaotic, and he had not even known which of them was Xiaowu.

Xiaowu expressed her regret, "Boss, our fan club protected you, but we didn't manage to get an autograph. How will you compensate us for this?"

"I'm really sorry about that. How about this—I'll be in the Provincial City for the next two days. I heard from Lin Yi that there are twelve large fan clubs here. I want to gather all the club presidents for a meal to interact. How does that sound?"

Xiaowu eagerly replied, "That would be great! When will it be?"

After some thought, Ling Zhenfei said, "I'm not sure if I'm free tonight. You contact Lin Yi, and then ask the other fan club presidents when they are available. I'm only free these two days."

"Okay, I'll call you once I've arranged everything."

After sorting everything out, Ling Zhenfei finally relaxed and instructed Bai Ling to drive straight to the Zongheng International Auction House.

Upon hearing Ling Zhenfei's request, Bai Ling asked in surprise, "What are you going to the auction house for?"

"I'm going to auction some items; just drive," he replied.

Bai Ling hesitated but still drove towards the direction of the Zongheng International Auction House.

In the Provincial City, there are three major auction houses: Sacred Auction, Zongheng International Auction House, and Dragon and Tiger Auction.

The auction house recommended by Elder Zheng was Zongheng International Auction, which was said to be the largest auction house in Provincial City, especially after its summer and autumn auctions, which featured high-quality and highly priced items, leaving Sacred and Dragon and Tiger far behind.

Conducting an auction at Zongheng International Auction House was likely to fetch higher prices, hence it was the venue Ling Zhenfei chose.

Soon, Ling Zhenfei arrived at the Zongheng International Auction House and contacted the person Elder Zheng had recommended.

The person, an official of the auction, after receiving the call, asked them to come to the manager's office to find him, and then Ling Zhenfei, accompanied by Bai Ling, walked towards the manager's office.

The manager's office was just behind the auction hall and, following the signs, Ling Zhenfei and his companion found it very easily.

"Hello, are you Manager Wang?" Although the door was not closed, Ling Zhenfei still knocked politely before asking.

Behind the large desk in the manager's office sat a middle-aged man, who was looking at a porcelain vase through a magnifying glass. Hearing Ling Zhenfei's voice, he looked up at him briefly.

"Come in," he said.

From his voice, it was clear that he was an arrogant person who would be difficult to deal with.

"Hello, Manager Wang, I was referred here by Elder Zheng, and Zheng Tingting has already called you," Ling Zhenfei said.

When Ling Zhenfei mentioned Elder Zheng and Zheng Tingting, Manager Wang finally put down the vase and looked up at Ling Zhenfei, scrutinizing him before he said, "So, it's you who wants to auction an elixir, right?"

Ling Zhenfei knew Zheng Tingting had already talked to Manager Wang about it, and he hastened to correct him, "It's a Breakthrough Pill."

"Oh, a Breakthrough Pill," Manager Wang said irritably. "But let me tell you, if it wasn't for Elder Zheng's connection, I wouldn't even accept this kind of item. It's just a waste of an auction slot."

"Well, thank you for that, Manager Wang," Ling Zhenfei said. Although he was irritated, being in need, he had no choice but to humble himself.

"Let me tell you, your item can't be featured in the main auction; it can only be used as filler. It's not good enough for the main stage," Manager Wang declared haughtily.

Ling Zhenfei was stunned upon hearing this. His Breakthrough Pill not making it to the main stage was an insult to him; filler items were typically junk, and even if you placed a treasure among them, it wouldn't receive much attention, let alone fetch a good price.

"Manager Wang, that's not what Zheng Tingting told me; she said she would reserve a slot for me," Ling Zhenfei replied.

Hearing the discontent in Ling Zhenfei's voice, Manager Wang's eyes rolled in annoyance: "What do you mean? Are you saying it's beneath you to have your item as filler? You should inquire about Zongheng International; every item here is a treasure. Do you think your item is worthy of the main stage?"

"Besides, what if your item is auctioned and no one buys it, leading to a failed auction? Wouldn't that ruin our reputation at Zongheng International? Even letting your item serve as filler is a risk to us. What if something goes wrong, will you take responsibility? Moreover, for this auction you owe us half of the auction earnings."

"What, half the auction fee? Are you robbing us?" Bai Ling, who had been silently enduring alongside, suddenly burst out angrily.

Bai Ling was truly furious, his face pale with anger: "How can you justify this? Auction commissions don't exceed five percent, and for art auctions it's only ten percent. You're demanding fifty percent, do you think we're idiots?"

"What, too high for you? If you think it's too high, then don't auction with us," Manager Wang said domineeringly.

Enraged, Bai Ling pulled Ling Zhenfei and said, "Let's go, we don't have to deal with this fool."

But Ling Zhenfei stood his ground, truly angry now. He had thought that bringing a treasure to the auction house would make them thrilled, but instead, he faced such unwelcome attitudes—it was enough to make his blood boil.

Ling Zhenfei stared at Manager Wang and furiously said, "Boy, alright, you've really done it now. Just wait — I'll make sure your auction house regrets this."

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