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Lu Fei Fan quickly glanced at the numbers.
"Two hundred and ten million!"
This figure was what would be deposited into his account after the auction house deducted their commission.
This was a lucrative opportunity, Lu Fei Fan thought about how he could return later to bring back the Ice Mulberry Silkworm for sale. The high profits would definitely allow him to accomplish many things.
However, the eerie silence in the room continued to linger.
"Captain, who is Jiang Yu?" Lu Fei Fan asked.
Everyone looked at Lu Fei Fan, hesitating whether to answer. Finally, Da Fu Ge signaled that it was okay to speak.
So Da Biao, sitting next to Lu Fei Fan, said, "He is a member of our Fei Hu Battle Team. In terms of intelligence analysis and tactical theory guidance, he is definitely a talent."
"Once, someone from the Free Federation Army Headquarters approached us with a large sum of money, asking us to rescue someone from the Rebels' occupied territory. Jiang Yu strongly opposed this mission, but we all thought it was worth a try. Unable to convince us otherwise, he had no choice but to join us. Sure enough, we started off smoothly and rescued the person, but… it turned out to be a trap set by the Rebels. We attempted to break through several times but couldn't escape. Our ammunition dwindled while the enemy kept coming. The support we were supposed to receive from the Free Federation also failed to arrive on time.
He discarded his weapon and commandeered a fuel truck to charge at the enemy… In the end, we managed to break through, and the timely arriving Free Federation troops found him…”
At this point, all members of the Special Operations Team appeared somewhat subdued.
"He didn't die, did he?" Lu Fei Fan guessed.
"Yeah." Da Biao nodded. He looked around at everyone and seeing that no one else was willing to speak up, he steeled himself to continue. "To be precise, part of him did."
"Part of him?" Lu Fei Fan didn't understand what that meant.
"Due to the explosion, part of Jiang Yu's knowledge was recovered by the Federal Special Operations Team… After being pieced together by the Free Federation, it was confirmed that he still has consciousness. However, most of him was destroyed; only a part remains in the Extreme Cold Repository," Da Biao said with a hint of sorrow.
"The Ice Mulberry Silkworm can bring him back to life," Lu Fei Fan realized.
"Yes, we've been searching for this thing for seven or eight years. We always thought it was just a legendary rare species. Now that we've encountered it at the auction…" Da Biao trailed off.
Lu Fei Fan understood.
He sighed and stood up, saying, “Captain, perhaps I have a way to contact the Ice Mulberry Silkworm's Seller.”
This immediately caught the attention of the cavalry team, Da Fu, and everyone else present, all eyes turning to Lu Fei Fan.
“Kid, we all know you want to help, but this isn't a joke…” Jiu Ye said seriously, looking at him.
“I’m not joking,” Lu Fei Fan replied earnestly.
“How do you know the Seller?” Da Fu Ge asked, focusing on this crucial point.
“I encountered him on my way back to meet you all,” Lu Fei Fan omitted the details, feeling it was better not to fabricate too much. The more he made up, the more flaws would appear; it was better to leave them guessing.
“If that’s the case, then hurry and contact him,” the cavalry urged Lu Fei Fan.
“Alright,” Lu Fei Fan said as he stood up.
“I’ll go with you,” Fu Qinqin volunteered.
Lu Fei Fan looked at the woman who had always doubted him. He didn’t refuse and turned to head out, with Fu Qinqin following closely behind. Meanwhile, the cavalry and others watched Lu Fei Fan with a mix of skepticism and hope.
Once Lu Fei Fan left, the room fell into silence.
“Captain, how credible do you think his words are?” Jia Jia suddenly asked. “He wouldn’t be trying to trick us, would he?”
“I don’t think so,” Jiu Ye replied thoughtfully, recalling Lu Fei Fan’s serious expression. It didn’t seem like he was lying.
“Regardless of whether it’s true or not, we might as well take a chance,” Da Fu added, also leaning towards hopefulness.
After leaving with Fu Qinqin, Lu Fei Fan didn’t rush to find the so-called Seller. After all, he himself was the Seller of the Ice Mulberry Silkworm, and he still had another Ice Mulberry Silkworm in his possession…
“Do you even know that Seller?” Fu Qinqin suddenly questioned Lu Fei Fan.
“Ah?” Lu Fei Fan feigned ignorance, but under Fu Qinqin's piercing gaze, he had no choice but to nod in admission. “But I have a way to find out who the Seller is. Follow me.”
He then led Fu Qinqin to the Auction Area, where the staff at the Counter were still busy. Lu Fei Fan instructed Fu Qinqin to find a way to distract the Counter staff and security personnel.
Fu Qinqin blushed and pretended to be drunk, swaying as she approached the Counter. She then vomited all over the place, causing the staff to scream in panic. Security rushed over to help the seemingly intoxicated Fu Qinqin, but she shouted that she had been assaulted and turned around to slap one of the guards.
The guard, growing impatient, attempted to shoo Fu Qinqin away. She pushed and cried out, acting like a lost lamb inebriated and confused.
Meanwhile, Lu Fei Fan donned a conveniently found Mask and quietly slipped into the office area behind.
Li Dong had just returned from inventorying items for the next auction, holding a list of documents and circling notes with a pen as he contemplated his wording for the upcoming auction.
When he entered his office and closed the door, he didn’t notice that someone had taken his place.
Looking up, he saw a figure wearing a Mask staring back at him. The Mask appeared somewhat sinister; he recognized it as belonging to a classic villain from a recent stage play.
“Hello, may I ask… how can I assist you?” Li Dong said calmly, maintaining his composure.
“You're not afraid at all,” Lu Fei Fan rasped.
“If you intended to harm me, you wouldn’t have waited until I closed the door,” Li Dong replied with a professional smile. His lack of fear stemmed from confidence—firstly due to the immense power backing White Pearl, and secondly from years of instinct telling him that this person had not come seeking trouble.
“I haven’t thanked you for last time’s auction,” Lu Fei Fan said as he placed an ice box back on Li Dong’s desk.
Li Dong’s gaze fixated on the ice box. Could it possibly contain another Ice Mulberry Silkworm? That was a top-tier auction item worth hundreds of millions!
“Sir, I suggest you wait before auctioning again…” Li Dong advised kindly. Anything rare becomes more valuable; if this item appeared twice, it would create an impression that it could frequently resurface, causing its auction price not to soar like last time.
“No,” Lu Fei Fan interrupted him. “I’m not here to auction.”
Li Dong seemed to have misheard, looking at the mysterious figure in the mask with a puzzled expression.
"Then you..." Li Dong attempted to inquire about his request.
"I need you to deliver this to my friend," Lu Fei Fan rasped.
"This..." Li Dong hesitated, weighing his options.
"Is there a problem?" Lu Fei Fan questioned, raising his voice as he observed Li Dong's uncertainty.
"No," Li Dong shook his head. "I will definitely deliver it to your friend. May I ask who your friend is?"
"Just deliver it to someone from the Fei Hu Battle Team; a friend's friend is a friend," Lu Fei Fan replied.
"A friend's friend is a friend..." Li Dong murmured, repeating the phrase. "Alright, I will make sure it gets there."
Lu Fei Fan let out a couple of cold laughs through the mask, his sharp gaze fixed on Li Dong. Unable to withstand the intensity, Li Dong instinctively took a step back and awkwardly smiled. "Is there anything else you need? I would be happy to assist in any way I can."
"Mr. Li Dong, in this day and age, it's quite easy for someone to quietly disappear," Lu Fei Fan said in a gravelly voice, leaving behind that thought-provoking statement.
Li Dong's smile faltered. "I... apologize, but I'm not quite sure I understand what you mean."
"You know what I mean," Lu Fei Fan replied as he stood up from Li Dong's chair. "This chair is quite comfortable." With that, he exited the room.
Li Dong was left alone in the room.
After a while, he finally felt relieved enough to roll over to his wheelchair and sit down. The man was right; this chair was indeed comfortable. His ability to reach this position was due not to anything else but his good reputation.
He stared blankly at the icebox on the table, which resembled Pandora's box. After calming down and thinking for a moment, he pressed the summon bell on the table.
Ding—
“Come here!” he called out.
As Lu Fei Fan stepped into the Auction Area hall, he saw Qin Qin being escorted away by several security guards. She was on the verge of breaking down.
Lu Fei Fan quickly tucked away his mask and rushed over, prying two security guards apart to grab Qin Qin's arm.
“I’m so sorry, she’s had too much to drink. I’m her boyfriend. Please forgive us; I will compensate for any losses you’ve incurred!” Lu Fei Fan said, his tone respectful and filled with apologies.
Even the disgruntled security guards couldn't help but soften at the sight of this well-mannered young man, especially since he promised to cover all expenses.
When Qin Qin spotted Lu Fei Fan in the crowd, it felt like a lifeline; she nearly lost her temper but was relieved that this fellow had arrived just in time.
Leaning against Lu Fei Fan for support, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and helped her away while continuously waving back at the four or five security guards with apologies.
Once they reached a more populated area, Fu Qinqin and Lu Fei Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“Is everything settled?” Fu Qinqin asked anxiously.
“If all goes well, it should be fine,” Lu Fei Fan assured her confidently.
They returned to the room where the rest of the team was waiting anxiously for their return.
“How did it go?” Jiu Ye asked impatiently.
“Well, they’ll get back to us later,” Lu Fei Fan replied cautiously, not wanting to raise any suspicions among his companions.
“Alright.” The team leader sat down, looking at Lu Fei Fan with a hint of disbelief. “Since they’re willing to respond, we can’t let them leave empty-handed. As for the funds from this auction…”
He scanned the room; no one opposed him. Nodding, he declared, “Since no one disagrees, I’ll temporarily take charge of it.”
Knock, knock—
Before long, someone was knocking at the door.
Leaning against the door and fiddling with a dagger, Jia Jia glanced at the others. The team leader, Ma, signaled to open the door. He pulled it ajar, revealing a waiter holding a tray, flanked by two burly men.
“Is the person in charge of the Fei Hu Battle Team here?”
“Yes,” Ma replied as he stepped forward to open the door wider.
“It’s like this: Li Dong has sent something over for you,” the waiter explained, handing the tray to Ma. On the tray, one of the plates was covered, but Ma and the others could guess what was underneath.
“Did he have any specific requests?” Ma asked incredulously.
“Oh, that person believes that ‘a friend of a friend is a friend,’” the waiter said before politely taking his leave, escorted by the two security guards.
Jia Jia closed the door, and Ma held the tray, his expression complex as he looked at Lu Fei Fan. It wasn’t just Ma; everyone else regarded him with curiosity. Fu Qinqin was also intrigued by what means this fellow had used to befriend someone with such connections.
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