Bi Ningshuai turned back and heaved a sigh of relief after seeing that it was Feng Feiyun.

　　“You scared me to death there, my Young Lord Feng. You got money right now? Let me borrow 1,800 spirit stones, I need them fast.” He ran over with his hands out while feeling zero shyness.

　　Feiyun smiled and said: “Didn’t you just stole the writings of the first Jin Emperor? It won’t be sold for cheap yet you still ask me for money?”

　　“Don’t… speak nonsense. What is this about stealing? It’s our family heirloom…” Ningshuai’s expression became awkward.

　　The writings were naturally stolen by him from the Throne Marquis Faction.

　　Only this thief would dare to attempt this and get it done successfully.

　　“Alright, fine, it’s your heirloom.” Feiyun smiled and said: “Right, weren’t you chained up by your fiancee and got dragged back home? Why are you here now looking like this?”

　　Ningshuai was very sensitive about Feiyun’s usage of the word “chained”. His eyes turned bright as he heroically declared: “The heroes of the world are all gathering at the capital for the three great events. How could I miss out on these torrential and fun events?”

　　Of course, he wouldn’t tell Feiyun that he ran from the marriage for the second time and made it here to the capital.

　　“Three events, which ones?” Feiyun was no aware outside of Princess Luofu’s groom selection.

　　Bi Ningshuai said: “I’ll tell you in a second but you got money or not?”

　　“None, not even a single coin.” Feiyun carefully hid his spatial stone and treasures or this guy would rob him completely, not even leaving a pair of underwear.

　　Ningshuai replied: “No way, you are the current young lord of the Feng, how can your pocket be empty given the clan’s businesses right now?”

　　He stretched out his dirty hand again for Feiyun’s chest and found nothing. Despite being the Feng Young Lord, he had no control since Feng Mo left resources and money under Wan Xiangcen’s control. Plus, Feiyun didn’t care this trivial issue either.

　　He had a three-star badge and could enter the VIP section. Ningshuai followed him as well.

　　The auction house was gigantic just like a stadium. It could accommodate more than ten thousand people.

　　Today was the monthly Apex Auction so virtually all the seats were taken. Each member in the audience was filthy rich; there was no lack of high-status people as well.

　　Merchants, clan elders, young kings, older Giants, sect masters, top n.o.bles… The figures appeared regularly and made the auction even more exciting.

　　The auction was divided into the common, VIP, and supreme sections.

　　The one and two stars guests were in the common section.

　　The three-star members were eligible for the VIP section at the front.

　　The super monsters with four and five stars could cause the Jin Dynasty to tremble with a single stomp. They sat behind the veils of the supreme section in order to hide their ident.i.ty.

　　There were numbering to these sections as well. Despite sitting in the front, Feiyun’s number was only 323.

　　There were many big shots here today who had more spending power than the young lord of the Feng, 322 of them, to be exact. [1]

　　The chamber was circular with the auction stage in the center. Feng Feiyun was sitting in the first two rows.

　　“Bi Ningshuai, the ward actually let you in looking like this?” Feiyun teased.

　　Ningshuai responded seriously: “I climbed the wall to get in.”

　　“...” 

　　Climbing the wall to infiltrate the ward? That’s a real talent for you.

　　Feiyun’s eyes narrowed as he asked: “What’s that gourd in your hand?”

　　He noticed that there was an exquisite green gourd in Ningshuai’s hand, seemingly carved from jade with a green glow. It clearly wasn’t there before.

　　“Oh, this? I… I picked it up on the ground earlier.” Ningshuai said without batting an eye.

　　At this time, a nearby middle-aged cultivation screamed and shouted: “My gourd containing a second-rank Essence Pills! Who the h.e.l.l stole it?!”

　　Ningshuai’s face slightly twitched as he quickly placed the green gourd into his pants and covered it with both hands.

　　Feiyun was speechless. The guy had no fear and would steal from just about anybody.

　　“Ningshuai, why are you borrowing money?” Feiyun asked.

　　Ningshuai saw that the middle-aged man didn’t look at him so he quietly answered: “You have to help me this time.” 

　　Feiyun became serious: “If it is within my capability, I will.”