The City's Strongest Son-in-law

Chapter 1342: Chapter 1341: Primordial Master

"May I ask casually, we arrived late this time, and the inns in Xinluo City have no rooms. Do you have any solution?" Su Changfeng seemed to think of something and asked casually.

After all, it’s the largest auction house in Xinluo City, and such a small matter probably wouldn’t be a hard task for Zhou Hai. Su Changfeng didn’t want to sleep on the street, and if Zhou Hai had a way, everything could be easily resolved.

"Naturally, we can." Zhou Hai agreed readily and explained, "We have prepared an inn precisely to accommodate esteemed guests like you. I will have someone prepare it now."

"I appreciate it." On the way to the inn, Su Changfeng said to Wang Junyi, "How about you talk to You Meng and let her come along?"

Before Wang Junyi could speak, Qiutang Yu’er interrupted, "What’s there to talk about? She clearly has a place to stay and might even be asleep now. Why do you want to invite her? Do you have other thoughts in mind?"

Hearing Qiutang Yu’er’s sarcastic words, Su Changfeng felt helpless but didn’t really call You Meng over.

The group went to the inn, and Zhou Hai had already arranged the best rooms for them and instructed the inn to ensure they were well accommodated.

Afterward, Zhou Hai hurried back to the auction house.

It’s not hard to imagine that the Fate Fruit would surely become the highlight of this auction. Once the news is out, it would undoubtedly shock many people. He could even picture the scene of everyone bidding for the Fate Fruit.

However, before that, he needed to confirm the authenticity of the Fate Fruit once again.

In the spacious office, Zhou Hai seriously stared at the Fate Fruit, feeling the hidden majestic power within, confirming that it was indeed the Fate Fruit.

"No, I must inform the boss."

Soon, Zhou Hai hurriedly left the auction house and finally stopped in front of an old mansion.

Unlike the distinctly modern styles in other parts of Xinluo City, this old mansion stood out starkly, almost clashing with the surroundings.

However, the most influential person in Xinluo City indeed resided here, and that person was Xinlong Auction House’s real owner, Shen Mao.

In Xinluo City, Shen Mao’s enterprises, not just Xinlong Auction House, included other auction houses. It’s no exaggeration to say half of the city’s industries belong to him.

"Boss, Zhou Hai is here."

At this moment, a white-haired elder was playing chess in the yard without an opponent, playing with himself. Despite this, his expression remained very serious.

Interrupted during an intense match, Shen Mao’s eyes showed a hint of coldness, "Why did he come? Is the auction house that idle?"

"He said he has very important news to report." The one speaking was Shen Mao’s personal bodyguard, a Seventh-rank Expert. Over the years, as the business grew, the rivals increased as well, and this person helped Shen Mao fend off most assassination attempts.

"Then I’ll send him back now." The person spoke.

"Forget it." Just as the person was about to leave, Shen Mao had already put down the chess piece and spoke calmly, "Since he’s here, I might as well see him. He should understand the consequences of disturbing me."

"Yes!"

Soon, the person brought Zhou Hai in.

It was obvious how nervous Zhou Hai was; in fact, if it weren’t necessary, Zhou Hai would never appear in front of Shen Mao since he knew Shen Mao detested being disturbed.

But for this matter, he truly couldn’t make a decision alone; he needed Shen Mao’s opinion on how to auction the Fate Fruit.

"If it’s not something major, you should know what the result would be, right?" Shen Mao spoke calmly.

Zhou Hai shivered slightly and quickly said, "Boss, someone just brought a Fate Fruit saying they want to auction it. I’m really hesitant to decide lightly, so I came to disturb you."

Upon hearing the words Fate Fruit, Shen Mao immediately stood up straight, and even the guard beside him changed his expression.

In all his years in this business, Shen Mao had seen countless treasures, but no one had ever been willing to auction off a Fate Fruit before, given its rarity and unattainable price.

Moreover, anyone who acquires a Fate Fruit must be a master, and since when would a master be so poor they would need money?

"Are you sure? Someone really wants to auction a Fate Fruit?" Shen Mao asked.

"Boss, indeed." As he spoke, Zhou Hai took out an exquisite box from his body.

Shen Mao nodded to the guard beside him, who walked over, took the box, and handed it to Shen Mao.

Shen Mao took a deep breath and slowly opened the box. Once he saw the contents, his eyes widened instantly.

"It truly is a Fate Fruit!" Shen Mao gasped.

The guard’s eyes also showed a hint of covetousness. As a Seventh-rank Expert, he had always been trying to break through his current status, but rising through the late stage third rank was notoriously difficult. However, with the Fate Fruit, everything would be different. If he could consume it, his chance to enhance his strength would rise.

"Where is the person auctioning the Fate Fruit?" Shen Mao asked Zhou Hai.

"I arranged for them to stay in the designated inn. They’re young people," Zhou Hai replied.

Young people? Shen Mao hesitated and looked at the guard beside him.

The guard was also shocked, "Could the person be a Primordial Master?"

"Would a Primordial Master casually auction off a Fate Fruit?" Shen Mao asked.

The guard shook his head; the kind of existence a Primordial Master was, lacking neither money nor status. Why would they need to auction a Fate Fruit, especially given its unattainable nature?

"Could it be he accidentally acquired it without understanding its worth?" The guard suggested hesitantly.

Shen Mao shook his head, stating that even ignorance wouldn’t justify not knowing a Fate Fruit’s value.

"What’s his rank?" Shen Mao asked again.

Zhou Hai shook his head, saying, "With my strength, I can’t tell, but his apprentice is a Fifth Rank Expert."

Shen Mao suddenly smiled. With an apprentice already a Fifth Rank Expert, how could he be unaware of a Fate Fruit’s preciousness?

"It might be that the person truly is a Primordial Master," Shen Mao said solemnly.

"Within Xingluo Territory, there’s only one Primordial Master, You Meng, and everyone says she’s a woman," the guard said.

What he said Shen Mao understood as well, and more than that, Shen Mao had the fortune to see You Meng many years ago, a day he would never forget, not even if he died.

Whatever he recalled, Shen Mao suddenly frowned and speculated, "Could the person be a Primordial Master from another country?"

The guard’s expression grew more solemn; this wasn’t impossible. Perhaps the Fate Fruit was obtained when the person traveled through the Sourceless Forest.

"Should we report it to Xingluo?" the guard asked.

Shen Mao considered for a moment and then waved his hand; dealing with a Primordial Master was no easy task, neither could he provoke them casually. Regardless of where the person came from or their purpose, it wasn’t something Shen Mao could meddle in.

Otherwise, they might end up losing their lives.

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