The next morning, Liu Yun was awakened by a knock on the door, followed by a sweet, alluring voice.
"Little brother Liu Yun, are you up?"
Liu Yun jolted awake, quickly getting out of bed and rushing to open the door.
Ya Fei stared in astonishment at the sleepy-eyed Liu Yun, an unnatural blush creeping onto her pretty face.
Liu Yun was only wearing a pair of shorts.
Aside from that, his body was almost completely naked, his muscular upper body perfectly sculpted, his eight-pack abs neatly arranged, like a masterpiece of nature.
Seeing Ya Fei's surprise, Liu Yun seemed to realize something was amiss, then noticed he wasn't dressed. He gave an awkward laugh, hurriedly closed the door, and quickly put on his clothes.
Startled from her daze, Ya Fei, outside the door, recalled the scene and couldn't help but chuckle. She had to admit, Liu Yun's entire being embodied one word: perfection. She
had only thought his face was handsome before, but she hadn't realized his physique was so perfect. Those powerful muscles—how much sweat and toil must have taken to achieve such perfection?
Ya Fei realized she was starting to be mindlessly infatuated with Liu Yun, a reaction that even startled her.
However, at the same time, Ya Fei noticed that Liu Yun had many injuries. His chest, abdomen, arms, and thighs all bore multiple scars, especially his arms, which were practically riddled with holes.
"Were these injuries sustained in the Monster Mountain Range a few days ago?" Ya Fei murmured to herself with heartache.
She knew that due to the cultivation of battle qi, some scars of fighters would disappear quickly, and Liu Yun's scars were clearly in that healing stage.
A creaking door interrupted Ya Fei's thoughts, and Liu Yun emerged, fully dressed.
"Good morning, Sister Yafei. Has the auction started yet?" Liu Yun asked.
Yafei gently shook her head, clearing her mind of the jumbled thoughts, before speaking softly.
"The auction hasn't started yet. I came to call you because the guards at the gate said Old Master He has returned, and I wanted to inform you," Yafei said.
"Old Master He is back?" Liu Yun was overjoyed and quickly asked, "Is he badly injured?" "He's badly injured.
The guards at the gate said he was covered in blood, but the good news is that he's unharmed," Yafei said.
"Thank you, Sister Yafei. You must have a lot to do today, so go ahead and get busy. I'm going to see Old Master He," Liu Yun said.
"Okay!" Yafei responded and walked away with a smile.
Watching Yafei's receding figure, Liu Yun thought to himself that she was truly a vixen. Every time he saw Yafei, he felt an inexplicable burning desire.
Afterward, Liu Yun went to visit He Qingfeng.
He Qingfeng was severely injured, his body covered in scratches from tiger claws, his body riddled with wounds, several bones broken. It would likely take him several months to fully recover.
Fortunately, he escaped, and luckily, He Qingfeng was experienced in fighting magical beasts; otherwise, he would have been truly defeated.
Last night, Ya Fei had already arranged for the best physicians to treat him, and Master Gu Ni promised to personally refine a second-grade healing pill for He Qingfeng after the auction.
In contrast, Liu Yun was the least concerned. He felt somewhat guilty, because Old He had bled for him, while he had slept soundly until dawn.
Looking at He Qingfeng's grateful eyes, he knew it was all thanks to Ya Fei. Indeed, this woman was a treasure, thinking of everything. He Qingfeng probably thought it was Liu Yun who had arranged it.
After comforting He Qingfeng, Liu Yun arrived at the auction house early. Seeing the busy staff, he wanted to help, but was refused.
And so, he became the only idle person in the entire venue.
It wasn't until evening that some guests slowly entered the auction hall. As time went on, the number of people increased, eventually forming a long queue.
Liu Yun sat comfortably in the largest private room, sipping his tea with an air of leisure, completely at ease.
Just then, a guard rushed in to report that a man and a woman were looking for him. It was obvious who else in Wutan City would recognize him.
Soon, Xiao Yan and Gu Xun'er were led into the private room.
Upon entering, the two looked around like curious children, their expressions incredulous. Gu Xun'er was alright, having seen much of the world, but Xiao Yan was different.
He had accompanied Xiao Zhan to the Mittel Auction House several times, but he had never heard of private rooms here, and the decor was several levels higher than the Xiao family's reception hall.
The view here was exceptionally good. Although it was far from the auction stage, the magnifying glass seemed to bring everything right before their eyes. Every detail of the auction items was clearly visible, and every movement of the host was also clearly visible.
At this moment, Liu Yun sat in the center of the private room, legs crossed, his lecherous eyes fixed on the host on the stage, looking every bit the epitome of a spoiled brat, a stark contrast to the handsome mask on his face.
Xiao Yan and Gu Xun'er exchanged a glance, both seeing disbelief in each other's eyes. Was this really the Liu Yun they knew? Had he been possessed after just a few days?
Liu Yun also came to his senses, only then remembering that Xiao Yan and Gu Xun'er were coming, and was momentarily embarrassed.
It was simply that Ya Fei's posture when she went on stage was too alluring, making him completely captivated, almost unable to extricate himself, and even forgetting about the two of them.
Composing himself, Liu Yun greeted the two, "Little Yanzi, Little Xun'er, you've finally arrived! Come, come, sit down and have some tea."
"Little Yanzi?" Xiao Yan's lips twitched. This title was too... well, it sounded like a eunuch's name.
Gu Xun'er was also stunned. What kind of sworn brother had she just sworn in?!
"Hehe, don't misunderstand. That lady on stage is my betrothed." Liu Yun puffed out his chest and said proudly.
"Between... you chose yourself, didn't you?" Gu Xun'er asked suspiciously.
"Huh? How did you know?" Liu Yun blurted out.
But he regretted it as soon as he said it, because he could already see the disdainful looks on their faces.
Oh well, it's pointless to explain now, so he might as well just let it go. Misunderstandings don't matter. So what if he's the chosen one of this world? Can you control my lust?
At this moment, the auction officially began. Liu Yun gestured for the two to sit down, then continued to stare intently at Ya Fei, secretly hoping for the system's return.
"Xiao Yanzi, and Xiao Xun'er, if there's anything you like, just say the word," Liu Yun said.
Xiao Yan smiled wryly and sat down first. Seeing Xiao Yan sit down, Gu Xun'er followed suit.
The auction that Liu Yun had been looking forward to for so long officially began.