Tomb Raider【Filling My Heart with Unresolved Feelings】

Huo Xiangu was in a good mood at this time, and said, "No one has dared to light this sky lantern in this restaurant for a long time. You have brought honor to your Wu family. From now on, everyone in the martial arts world will know your reputation as the young master of the Wu family. But I am afraid that your Wu family will be burned down by this decadent lantern of yours this time."

Wu Xie stared at the sky lantern intently, as if he had thought of something. His scalp was tingling and he gripped the handle of the chair tightly.

Fatty Wang noticed something was wrong and immediately asked in a low voice, "Tian Zhen, what's wrong with this light? Why are they so excited?"

Wu Xie didn't know what to do at this point, so he could only helplessly explain, "Lighting the sky lantern means that for all the items that the Crescent Hotel will auction next, no matter how much the bid is, the person who lights the sky lantern will automatically add another vote."

When Fatty Wang heard this, his eyes widened and he asked tremblingly, "What...what do you mean?"

Wu Xie said: "What I mean is, we have booked this place today."

When Fatty Wang heard this, he almost fell to the ground, muttering, "It's over, it's over. What should I do now?"

The young man remained silent, but there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

Wu Xie was filled with regret at this moment. Why did he sit down so rashly? He was now in a difficult situation.

The bell downstairs rang again, and the auction officially kicked off. The host walked steadily onto the stage and introduced the first lot in a loud voice.

At this moment, Wu Xie was sitting at the position lighting the sky lantern, feeling uneasy and nervous.

Fatty Wang stamped his feet anxiously, muttering, "Tian Zhen, what should we do? We can't really take over this place."

The young man remained silent, but his eyes kept glancing around from time to time, as if he was alert to possible dangerous situations that might arise at any time.

Wu Xie tried his best to calm himself down and think about how to deal with it. He glanced at Huo Xiangu, and saw that she looked relaxed, as if this farce had nothing to do with her. Wu Xie couldn't help but feel hatred in his heart. This old lady Huo was obviously deliberately tricking him.

At the auction, everyone seemed to be willing to spend money and kept ringing the bell. Every time the bell rang, the host would react quickly, quickly confirm the location and quote the price. As the price continued to rise, everyone's eyes kept turning to Wu Xie.

Wu Xie felt like an ant being roasted on fire, restless and uneasy. He gritted his teeth and decided to wait and see if things would turn around.

As the auction of one item after another ended, Wu Xie felt numb all over and he was almost losing consciousness.

He looked at Huo Xiangu sipping her tea leisurely, and his anger rose in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "If anything happens to me, Shi Lei must be buried with me."

Huo Xiangu raised her eyes slightly and chuckled, "Humph, go out and ask around. I, Huo Xiangu, have never said that I only trade with living people. If you die, it will be more convenient for me to hold this thing."

Wu Xie was left speechless by these words, with anger and helplessness intertwined into a tangled mess in his heart.

Fatty Wang stared at the side with his eyes wide open, muttering softly: "This old lady is too cruel."

The young man remained silent, but the vigilance in his eyes became more and more intense.

As time slowly passed, the auction reached a new climax.

The next item to appear is the most eye-catching item in this auction, and also the target of many people this time - the "Ghost Seal".

As soon as the "Ghost Seal" appeared, the atmosphere at the auction was instantly ignited. Everyone's eyes were focused on the display stand like sharp swords, their eyes full of desire and greed.

Wu Xie was so frightened by this "Ghost Seal" that he almost jumped up from his chair. Fortunately, he calmed himself down in time and controlled his shock.

He turned to look at the young man, only to see that he was also frowning slightly, his eyes fixed on the "Ghost Seal".

Amid the eager anticipation of the crowd, the host began to briefly introduce the origin and mystery of the "Ghost Seal", and then officially opened the auction with a high price of 50 million.

Everyone rushed to bid, and the host began to quote: "Sixty-one million for the second floor."

Wu Xie thought to himself, "Well, Wu Shan Ju is gone."

"First floor, 63 million."

"Second floor, 70 million."

Wu Xie held the teacup tightly and muttered to himself, "The Changsha odds are gone."

At this time, the person on the first floor pressed the bell again, and the price came to 75 million.

Wu Xie's eyes began to turn red: "The ancestral home is gone."

The host continued to count: "Guest No. 27 on the first floor, 80 million."

Wu Xie could no longer sit still and wanted to stand up to stop this ridiculous bet, but was held down by Brother.

The price continued to rise and soon reached 90 million.

At this time, Fatty Wang used one hand to help hold Wu Xie down, and with the other hand he held his heart tightly, which was about to jump out of his chest, and said with emotion: "This is too exciting, my little heart can't take it anymore."

Wu Xie was held down by Brother and Fatty Wang. He was extremely anxious but helpless. He could only watch the prices soar, as if he saw everything he had gradually collapsing.

"Guest number 12 on the first floor, ninety-five million." The host's voice echoed in the auction hall, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Wu Xie gritted his teeth, his eyes full of unwillingness and helplessness.

Fatty Wang held Wu Xie down and whispered, "Tian Zhen, don't be impulsive. It's useless to be impulsive now."

The young man remained silent, but the strength in his hands did not decrease at all, as if he was warning Wu Xie not to act rashly.

Looking at the reactions of Wu Xie and the others, the corners of Huo Xian Gu's mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile, as if she was enjoying the pleasure brought by this farce.

The auction was still going on, and the price had already exceeded 100 million. The atmosphere in the auction hall was extremely tense, and everyone was paying close attention to this fierce competition.

In Xie Yuchen's box, three people were also watching the auction nervously.

Xie Yuchen frowned and said, "This situation is becoming increasingly difficult to control."

Hei Xia Zi shrugged and said, "This is not easy to deal with. Now everyone is crazy about the 'Ghost Seal'."

Bai Mumu was relatively calm at the moment: "It's okay, it's just money, I'll pay for it. But those brainless guys, after this time, it's time to deal with them."

Xie Yuchen was slightly stunned, and looked at Bai Mumu with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Mumu, this is not a small amount of money."

Hei Xia Zi covered his chest and said bitterly: "Wife, you are actually spending so much money on them. Aren't you cutting my flesh?"

Bai Mumu rolled her eyes at Hei Xiazi and said unhappily, "It's not your money I'm spending. I'm the one who should be worried about it. Why are you worrying about it?"

But Hei Xiazi was shameless and said with a grin: "You are my wife, your money is my money."