Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 198 Human blood is too high
The U.S. headquarters of Sobeys Auction House is on York Avenue, in the richest Upper East Side of New York.

However, the address of the directed auction was not there, but at an opera house a few streets away.

A few decades ago, it was still a place where celebrities gathered.

Great slaveholders from the South and industrial upstarts from the North would wear outfits tailored by London or Paris tailors and come here with their female companions in gorgeous dresses to enjoy Shakespeare or Beethoven.

However, now this old opera house has long been neglected, and it can only continue to stand here because of the high cost of demolition.

Today, though, it's bustling again.

Luxury cars of various brands stopped at the spacious gate. After the red taillights flickered, the men in black dresses got out of the car and pulled out their female companions who were wearing velvet gloves and wrapped in mink fur coats.

Their slender heels stepped on the granite floor, and their calves stretched out in a graceful arc.

Everything seems to be back to the past, back to the golden years of the metropolis.

The silver Maserati and the blue Lamborghini drove into the berth almost at the same time, and their complementary momentum immediately attracted the attention of the waiter at the door.

They ran down the steps quickly, came to the car and held out their hands respectfully.

The car window opened slowly, and two invitations were handed out.

"Mingfei Lu!"

"Hilbert angers Let!"

The two waiters shouted out the guest's name with the same momentum, even if it was a strange name they had never seen before, they seemed to be welcoming a gentleman.

Of course, Lu Mingfei's name is not unknown.

Right after the waiter called out his name, more than a dozen pairs of golden pupils lit up among the bustling guests.

There was curiosity, disdain, and outright malice in his eyes.

Those who knew something about Lu Mingfei were looking forward to it, wanting to know what the so-called S-rank was like.

The door of Maserati opened, and a classical and elegant figure stepped out from it.

Sakai Akina's already small and delicate face looked extraordinarily pitiful against the backdrop of her big sleeves.

But her resolute eyes dilute the characteristics of her appearance, making people suspect that she will take out a samurai sword in the next second and kill.

Which Japanese aristocratic lady is this?Or an advanced ninja cultivated by an ancient family?
Some guests who usually dabbled a lot couldn't help but start to daydream.

Akina Sakai had a serious expression, walked to the back of the car, bowed slightly and opened the door.

A huge long leg stretched out from inside, and everyone gasped.

Those shiny leather shoes were almost bigger than a human head, if they were kicked on the face, there might be only a shoe print left.

Lu Mingfei got out of the car door and stretched his body a little. Maserati's space is too small, so he felt uncomfortable sitting.

After the activity, his eyes flicked to those prying eyes, like a lion warming up and preparing to find some prey to eat.

Those who met his eyes turned away, or responded with a stiff smile.

"Let's go."

Lu Mingfei walked forward with big strides, and Akina Sakai followed behind him with small steps.

Ange deliberately didn't go in with them, and lowered his sense of presence as much as he could.

Lu Mingfei followed the waiter through the dimly lit passage, the scent of perfume floated in the air, and the silver powder on the bare shoulders of the modern girls shimmered.

He frowned, and quickly walked through this space that was very unfriendly to his sensitive sense of smell.

When Lu Mingfei stepped out of the passage, golden light immediately shone from all directions.

The panorama of the opera house was presented in front of his eyes, and the flashy air rushed over his face.

The surrounding columns resemble the ruins of the Parthenon on the Acropolis, but painted a gorgeous dark red.

On the dome-shaped ceiling, giant crystal chandeliers one after another dispel all the shadows, and the lights reflect the golden dome and the war of Ragnarok on the walls.

The green mandala-patterned wool carpet and the red suede seat are marked with the seat number on the brass nameplate.

A scarlet curtain was hung on the stage, and the heavy and solemn atmosphere made people feel that as soon as the opening curtain was pulled, an ancient Greek tragedy would be staged inside.

He found his own seat. I don't know if it was a coincidence that he and Sakai Akina were in the middle.

This made Lu Mingfei very satisfied. He looked around, and the guests who were greeting each other felt a chill on the back of their necks.

He has roughly assessed the strength of the guests. If there is an emergency, he can immediately attack and kill those dangerous people.

Alchemy weapons are necessary to improve the strength of the battle group, and Lu Mingfei will never allow anyone to destroy this rare opportunity.

When everyone was seated according to their number, the lights were turned off one by one, and finally only the giant chandelier in the center of the dome was still on.

The waiter in white passed by in the aisle and rang the string of bells, and the guests gradually stopped talking with interest.

The curtain opened, and a man in a black tuxedo stepped out.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Sotheby's Oriented Auction Spring New York Cultural Tour Auction will start in 5 minutes. I am the auctioneer for this time. Please hold on to your number plates and don't miss your favorite things, because Each of the things we will be bidding on next is unique.”

The auctioneer paused, then continued in a low tone.

"Now then, please close your eyes when it gets dark."

Lu Mingfei felt a little baffled, but closed his eyes cooperatively.

"It's dawn, please open your eyes!"

Everyone opened their eyes at the same time, as if the opera house was brightly lit again for a moment, but what illuminated here was no longer the crystal chandelier, but hundreds of pairs of golden pupils.

Except for a pair of black eyes, quietly looking straight ahead.

"According to the rules, it is necessary to show the golden pupil at this time."

A magnetic voice sounded next to him.

Lu Mingfei turned his head, and a young man in his 20s was looking at him with golden eyes.

"why?"

he asked.

"In order to prove the bloodline, this is an auction only for mixed races, and ordinary people cannot mix in."

After hearing that Lu Mingfei spoke Chinese, the man also switched to Mandarin.

"Then the organizer should have resolved this issue before entering the venue."

Lu Mingfei said lightly.

It was too late when I entered the warp space and realized that I didn't have the position of Angel Geller.

The other party froze for a moment, then nodded.

"That's right. My name is Romario Townsend, just call me Roma."

The man offered his hand.

"Lu Mingfei."

"However, people will still deliberately show their golden eyes, showing off their bloodlines like showing off luxury cars and watches. Although it is very tiring, they still enjoy it. After all, we are of mixed race."

Tang Sen lowered his voice and said.

"I don't have golden pupils."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Is the dragon bloodline too low?"

Tang Sen didn't mean to be contemptuous, but simply curious.

"No, it's because the human lineage is too high."

he said lightly.

(End of this chapter)