1893 Slap on Face 8
The black iron transformed into a pool of liquid, leaving Zhao Dier dumbfounded. She hesitated to touch the liquid, unsure if she had been deceived. Frustrated, she called out, “Wuxing, come and pick it up!”
The auctioneer shook his head subtly.
Xuantie, the black iron, would rather remain as a liquid than be in Zhao Dier’s hands. There was no need to force the issue.
The auction house operated with a human touch, even though it was an auction house. magical weapons and pills like the iron were different from mere objects; they possessed emotions and had the ability to choose their masters.
Fortunately for Zhao Dier, there was someone who could contend with her. Otherwise, it would be a great loss for the iron.
Sword One, intrigued by the liquid, approached and witnessed its magical properties. She had never encountered such a flexible weapon before.
As Sword One drew near, the liquid reformed into a solid iron, bouncing in front of her. Sword One instinctively reached out and grasped the iron, which transformed into a splendid silver sword—no longer rough and unsightly, but sleek, sharp, and beautiful.
The auctioneer was equally astonished. “Young lady, the iron is now yours.”
Hearing this, Zhao Dier let out a shriek.
She refused to accept that the black iron had slipped away from her grasp.
“Why?” Zhao Dier shouted. “I can offer more!”
“Elder Miss Zhao, we had an agreement that the one who could make the iron recognize them as its master would obtain it. You were unable to accomplish that, but this young lady succeeded. Hence, she rightfully obtains the iron,” the auctioneer explained before striking the hammer, finalizing the deal.
Haitian Auction House usually required the submission of the golden blade before offering magical weapons and enchanted armaments. However, Sword One and the others possessed the authority token, exempting them from this requirement.
“Take the magical weapon, enchanted armament, and you can deliver the golden blade later,” the auctioneer said politely.
His politeness stemmed not only from their possession of the authority tokens but also from the rarity of finding a magical weapon that willingly recognized a new master. The enchanted armament had found a new master joyfully.
Zhao Dier observed the scene before her, growing increasingly uncomfortable internally.
She was on the verge of causing a scene…
But Wuxing arrived and swiftly escorted her away.
Speaking in a low voice, he said, “Elder Miss, you must acknowledge that you have lost the bet. If you go back on your word, it will create a negative impression of us at Piaomiao Pavilion.”
“…”
“You can’t lose gracefully,” Wuxing reminded her.
Normally, Wuxing would not intervene to stop Zhao Dier from going overboard. However, the events of today were crossing the line, even for Wuxing.
Zhao Dier understood that she was acting unreasonably.
She refrained from saying anything further.
“Let’s return home for now, and we can come back another time,” Wuxing suggested.
“No, I’m not giving up today. I must take something from her,” Zhao Dier insisted, still unconvinced.
Wuxing couldn’t prevent her from pursuing her own course of action, so he allowed her to do as she pleased.
Meanwhile, he would keep an eye out for Lingyun and attempt to exchange a few words with her.
As long as Zhao Dier didn’t cross the line…
Gu Chaoyan gently patted the iron on Sword One’s head, finding the items at the auction house quite intriguing. She decided to browse through them further.
Continuing her exploration, she hoped that Lingyun would come across some valuable items, as well as Fu Bao.
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