Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

Chapter 44 Seriously, two poor guys
The girl replied, "There's another option. If you're selling something, you can enter the auction. However, the item must be appraised by our dedicated appraiser and be worth more than one thousand gold soul coins before it's eligible for the auction. If the auction is successful, we'll take 10% of the transaction price as a handling fee."

Tang San couldn't even come up with 10,000 gold soul coins, and the concierge's attitude became a little perfunctory. He thought to himself: Why should I treat them warmly if they don't even have 10,000 gold soul coins?

You know, her worth is ten times the entry price, which translates to a whopping 100,000 Gold Soul Coins! And every staff member here is worth at least that much, a considerable fortune! The more beautiful and attractive a person is, the higher their status naturally becomes, and their price also rises accordingly.

As for how this "status" is judged, it's simple and clear, it depends on whether she is clean.

Ten thousand gold soul coins was just the basic threshold. As a concierge, her value was naturally much higher. Sellers and specially invited guests were not included in this.

At this moment, Tang San suddenly understood the key point. It meant: either you have to come up with enough money to prove your worth, or you have to come up with something worthwhile. If you don't have either, then there's no way.

"Miss, we are here to auction something. Where can we get it appraised?" Tang San thought for a moment before asking. He was no fool and quickly grasped the intricacies of the situation.

Although Tang San's wallet was empty, he still had some rare treasures on him! The receptionist heard this, a flash of surprise in her eyes, and then a smile appeared on her lips, "Two of you, please follow me..."

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The three people, Leosli, who entered the auction hall, were led by these ladies to their private room.

For them, this is the real "big customer".

Not to mention Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, Duke Leosli himself is qualified to enjoy VIP services.

After all, this is a Titled Douluo!
He is a Titled Douluo who is even stronger than the Guardian Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

The place where Leosli lived might be a little "shabby" for them, but if they could get his protection, their future life would be comfortable. Not to mention getting promoted or getting rich directly, at least they would be guaranteed to survive.

They pulled out all the stops, eager to showcase their most dazzling sides to their distinguished guests, Xue Qinghe and Leosili. Even with masks on, the slightly raised corners of their mouths seemed to reveal their feelings. Winning their favor would be worth everything, even death itself!
so hot!
The charm of a Titled Douluo is truly irresistible! Although everyone says that age can't be judged solely by appearance, I heard that the Duke is only in his thirties at most, which is really exciting.

Thinking about it this way, it would be better to be taken away by Leosli than by those elderly, pot-bellied nobles.

At this moment, Xue Qinghe's face suddenly became gloomy, and she cursed these women in her heart for being so shameless! She couldn't help but regret bringing Leosili to this place.

She slightly side-eyed and secretly glanced at Leosli, and found that there was no fluctuation on his face, even his pupils did not flicker. It was really surprising. It seemed that this Duke was as steady as a rock!

It makes sense when you think about it. Sigwen next to Leosli may not be pretty, but she is definitely cute.

And Sigwen is petite and soft, with those big eyes, I really want to push her down.

Hehe, hehe~
snort!
When her true face is revealed, she is a thousand times more beautiful than these women.

"Um... Your Highness, Your Excellency the Duke, and Miss Sigwen, would you three like to wear masks?"

The receptionist smiled faintly, his voice soft as the morning light, sounding exceptionally respectful. The auction house had a unique set of procedures, after all, even Emperor Xue Ye would visit. The single red private room had been carefully reserved for him, radiating an inviolable aura like a distinguished guest.

"Hey~ Does the mask you wear on your face look like this?" Sigwen tilted her head slightly, pointing at the mask on the receptionist's face, with curiosity flashing in her eyes.

In fact, in Sigwen's opinion, wearing a mask or not makes almost no difference, it is like adding an unnecessary border to an already perfect painting.

For the Melusin race, with their unique appearance, it doesn't matter whether they wear a mask or not. "Yes."

Xue Qinghe did not answer immediately, but turned to look at Leosli and asked for his opinion.

The receptionist immediately understood what Xue Qinghe meant and waited for Leosli to make a choice.

After taking a look, Leosli said softly: "Forget it!"

It doesn't really matter whether you bring this thing or not, it's just a formality. Besides, with Sigwen next to you, your identity will be recognized even if you bring it.

Chunchun takes off her pants and farts!
"Please take us to the auction house!" The girl's sweet voice floated in the air, like a breeze, instantly guiding the three people into the mysterious and gorgeous core area of the Tiandou Auction House.

The auction center, situated on the second floor of the auction hall, was suitably tense and exciting. In the hall, eight staircases flickered like stage lights, signaling a path to the unknown. Here, the nobles donned masks, seemingly shedding their burdens. Behind the masks, they became alter egos.

As we walked along, a few nobles in masks occasionally appeared in our sight, and they were frequently using tricks on the "female companions" beside them.

Those female companions were almost all auction house staff. They had a faint smile on their faces, like blooming flowers, but the light in their eyes had long since faded.

Their eyes are like the ice on a winter lake, still and without ripples. Their bodies are still alive, but their souls have long been silent.

Even if a noble tried to redeem them, they could not escape the fate of becoming playthings.

Time is merciless, and one day, these women in their prime will also experience the helplessness of aging, sinking into the abyss of oblivion, even more tragic than being left at auction. Such a fate, like a silent drama, is heartbreaking, yet helpless.

Although Sigwen was kind-hearted, she had seen too many such things in the former Melo Petersburg, so she didn't want to care about it or interfere.

In her opinion, this is a human matter and cannot be influenced by others.

She doesn't sympathize with others because it's their own choice.

If it is about curing illnesses and saving lives, Sigwen can extend her hands without hesitation.

However, she was unwilling to interfere in matters like these. It was not a question of kindness or not, but a choice.

Seeing this, Sigwen couldn't help but think of Melo Petersburg.

It is an underwater fortress that exists independently of the judicial system and in an autonomous form.

It was a place where prisoners who were exiled after being tried were held, and it was also the largest clockwork production facility in Fontaine.

Commonly known as the underground assembly line.

Before you save someone, she won't ask about your mistakes, but after you recover, you still have to accept the punishment. Praising her is useless!
(End of this chapter)