Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Hua Yu sat on the sofa in the box, leaning against Zhang Qiling, flipping through the newly delivered auction brochure. Er Yuehong, Zhang Qishan and the other two were also drinking tea and chatting, sitting on chairs nearby, quietly waiting for the climax of the auction below.

Suddenly, Hua Yu sat up straight, staring at the auction brochure in his hand with slightly cold eyes.

Zhang Qiling leaned over and took the booklet from Hua Yu's hand.

Er Yuehong, Zhang Qishan and Mr. Qi Baye were also startled by Hua Yu's actions. They came over and wanted to ask what she had seen.

"Uncle Tai, go find Xinyue."

When Uncle Tai heard the young master's voice, he waved away the irrelevant people around the box, leaving only some trusted people he brought from the mansion, and then trotted all the way to Miss Yin's box.

Zhang Qiling glanced at the booklet in his hand and put it on the coffee table calmly.

Seeing Zhang Qiling's cold attitude, Hua Yu said angrily, "How did this thing get out?"

"Moreover, he was sent right under our noses?"

"I don't come to the auction at the Crescent Hotel very often. If it weren't for the fact that we need deer grass in February and there happened to be deer grass at the auction, I wouldn't have come."

"Just by chance?"

"I'm afraid that Er Yuehong's prescription was sent by them from the very beginning."

Zhang Qiling looked at the booklet spread out on the table. There was only one auction item on that page - a bronze bell.

Zhang Qiling was very familiar with this bronze bell. Wasn’t it the patriarch’s thing that was accidentally lost in previous generations?

Zhang Qishan stood behind Er Yuehong and saw the auction items in the book. His pupils shrank and he became more certain. Now, the so-called young master and young master in front of him were the former direct descendants of the Northeast Zhang family.

Two people who claimed to be the direct descendants of the Zhang family came to his house that year, but he was still young at the time, so his father drove him out. His father chatted with them in the study for a long time, and when he saw his father again, his father had a solemn expression on his face.

But within a few days, people from the Dwarf Country came to his house, and he was forced to flee abroad. Two years ago, when he returned home after completing his studies, his home was already in ruins. He didn't know where his father's body was, so he could only build a cenotaph for his father with Zhang Xianshan.

However, he was certain that the brutal murder of his family that year was definitely done by the so-called direct descendant of the Zhang family, otherwise how could he be suddenly found at his doorstep out of the blue.

"Hua Yu, don't be anxious. Since they have set up such a large circle, they must have a big plan. Why not take advantage of their trick?"

Er Yuehong had no idea what was going on and thought someone was plotting against them behind their backs.

"It's February, it's not about the deer and grass. Don't worry about it, it's something else."

"Xiaohua, what do you want from me?"

Yin Xinyue pushed open the door and saw Hua Yu and Zhang Qiling with serious expressions, Er Yuehong who was anxious beside them, Zhang Qishan who pretended to be Peng Sanbian a few days ago, and Mr. Qi Baye who looked confused?

"Xinyue, do you know who sent this bell?"

"What bell? We don't have any bells at this auction!"

Hua Yu looked at Yin Xinyue, who was also unaware of the situation, and handed the booklet to her.

"Where did you get this bell? After you wanted to replace the deer grass with ginseng, I had it customized, but there was no bell at that time!"

Yin Xinyue looked in disbelief at the bronze bell from the Western Zhou Dynasty that suddenly appeared.

"Oh! Now I remember, my father suddenly received a man dressed in black yesterday, and then he took back the rights to this auction."

Yin Xinyue suddenly remembered that she had seen her father receiving a guy dressed in black in the corridor yesterday, but she didn't take it seriously. After all, if he was dressed like this, it would be difficult for those outside to see him or find any evidence against him.

"Your father will receive him personally? Is there any important person that your father can receive in person?"

Hua Yu felt that if he really showed off his status, it would be understandable for Yin Xinyue's father to receive him personally. However, there were only a few people in the world with the same status as him, and he only knew a few of them in China.

He also hadn't heard of anyone coming to Peking without being discovered by Wan Chongshan and the Zhang family.

"Xinyue, let's take a look together! I guess this is another evil trick done by some evil spirits."

Yin Xinyue also noticed something was wrong and sat next to Hua Yu, watching the muddied auction with them.

The three medicinal herbs were already being introduced, but as Mr. Peng San was unable to arrive on time, the host could only regretfully announce that Mr. Peng San had voluntarily given up the engagement.

Hua Yu and Yin Xinyue stood behind the curtain of the box, one on the left and one on the right, looking at the wealthy businessmen who were fighting for the ginseng among the three medicinal herbs that were bid blindly.

In the end, the three medicinal herbs were photographed by different people but they were all Chinese.

Er Yuehong was standing beside Hua Yu and naturally noticed that the person sitting in the box diagonally opposite them on the second floor was Qiu Dekao, the one who gave the morphine to Chen Pi in Shacheng.