My disciple, you are now invincible. Go down the mountain and wreak havoc on the world!

As soon as Ye Xunhuan finished saying, "I never have to spend money to buy things," his hand slowly reached into his hoodie pocket.

While everyone was still confused, he pulled out the half-eaten sausage, held it up, and waved it towards the VIP room on the second floor.

"See that?" He whistled nonchalantly, his tone so irritating it made people grit their teeth.

"This sausage was bought for me by my wife, and it smells delicious."

"You just offered 100 million to snatch the Ice Lotus, right?"

Ye Xunhuan grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, his narrow eyes curving into two crescent moons.

"That's perfect. I'll take the ice lotus, but I'll leave this sausage here!" Ye Xunhuan said, looking reluctant.

It was as if that grilled sausage was some kind of rare and precious treasure.

He lost a lot of money.

"Sigh! All things considered, you, Silver Mask, still made a huge profit. My wife's things are priceless—!!"

Upon hearing this, the already quiet hall instantly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Immediately afterwards, a chorus of gasps for air erupted.

He's insane! This kid is absolutely insane!

That's the master of Youge Pavilion!

There are also overseas forces, the Ghost Council, and the Ghost Knights providing support.

Offending them is like offending the living Yama, the King of Hell!

And this guy in front of me not only ruined Black Wolf's teeth with a candy stick, but also dared to tease the Pavilion Master in public, asking him to be a comprador.

This goes beyond arrogance.

This is like twisting your head off and tying it to your belt – it's suicidal!

"Ugh—vomit—vomit—!"

The black wolf knelt in a pool of blood, its hands gripping its mouth tightly. With great effort, it finally managed to pull out the plastic candy stick that had pierced its tongue.

Half a mouthful of broken teeth mixed with blood sprayed all over the ground. His face was contorted in pain, his eagle eyes were wide open as if about to burst, and he was screaming incoherently with air leaking from his mouth.

"Kill him! Kill him! Shoot him full of bullets!"

The four assassins behind him reacted instantly, simultaneously drawing silenced pistols from their waistbands, the black muzzles pointing directly at Ye Xunhuan.

At the same time, a chilling laugh echoed from a private room on the second floor, the sound amplified through a hidden loudspeaker and reverberating throughout the room:

"Good, very good."

"For so many years, no one has dared to speak to me like this."

"You, a country bumpkin, dare to ask me, the master of this pavilion, to be your agent?"

Inside the private room, the Silver-Masked Pavilion Master leaned back on the sofa, his fingertips lightly tapping the leather armrest.

A silver mask covered most of his face, revealing only a pair of sinister and venomous eyes.

He didn't take Ye Xunhuan seriously at all.

In his opinion, this kid was just good at opportunistic tricks.

If it really comes down to a fight, a few bullets will suffice.

He had even planned that once he had shot the kid to death, the unconscious Su Qingyuan would be at his mercy.

First, enjoy Su Qingyuan's stunning beauty and perfect figure, then present her along with the Ice Lotus to the Pavilion Master.

Who knows, if the Pavilion Master is in a good mood, he might even reward him with the title of Branch Master.

"Do it." He uttered two words curtly, his tone full of impatience.

The expected gunshot did not ring out.

Instead, four muffled groans rang out almost simultaneously.

Everyone only saw a few thin, hair-like silver lights flash by, so fast that they thought it was an illusion.

The four assassins holding guns froze abruptly, their guns clattering to the ground.

They fell straight backward, dying instantly without even struggling.

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

Wang Hao, who was in the front row, had just picked up his water cup to watch the commotion when his hand suddenly trembled, spilling the entire cup of hot tea onto his pants. The scalding heat made him shiver, but he didn't dare to utter a sound.

The pot-bellied jeweler was even worse off; his fat face turned ashen, and he slumped back into his chair with a thud, his entire body trembling with fat.

"A monster... he's a monster..."

They were top assassins from the Ghost Pavilion! They were even holding guns! How come they didn't even have a chance to fire before they were all dead?

Ye Xunhuan didn't even lift his eyelids, as if he had just casually flicked away four annoying flies.

He looked down at Su Qingyuan in his arms, placed his fingertips on her wrist to check her pulse, and saw that her breathing had become more stable and the poison had been suppressed by his internal energy. He then carefully carried her to the empty seat next to him and thoughtfully took off his hoodie to cover her.

"Sweetie, sleep here for a while, I'll be right back." He leaned down and gently stroked her hair, his voice incredibly gentle, a stark contrast to his previous ruthless and decisive demeanor.

"Alright, wait two minutes, let's go back and get some sausages!"

After saying that, he straightened up and stretched his limbs.

Dozens of security guards wielding rubber batons reacted then, howling as they rushed forward.

The rubber baton swung with a gust of wind, smashing down on Ye Xunhuan's head.

"Kid! You dare to cause trouble on Youge's territory? You're asking for it!"

Ye Xunhuan didn't even frown.

He casually picked up an unopened bottle of mineral water from the table next to him and flicked the bottom of the bottle lightly with his finger.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

The bottle cap flew out with a strong gust of wind, as powerful as a bullet, hitting the kneecaps of the first few security guards.

The sounds of "snap" and "ouch" rang out instantly, and the security guards at the front all knelt down in unison.

They were rolling on the ground in pain, clutching their knees.

The remaining people paused, fear showing on their faces. Before they could retreat, Ye Xunhuan swayed and strolled through the crowd as if taking a leisurely walk.

Wherever he went, security guards fell down one after another like dominoes, without even touching the hem of his clothes.

In just over ten seconds, dozens of security guards lay sprawled on the ground, their cries of agony filling the air.

Ye Xunhuan clapped his hands, as if he were just dusting off some dust. "Tsk, how come you're so weak? You're supposed to be a security guard? Go home and raise pigs. Even pigs on the mountain can take a beating better than you guys."

As soon as he finished speaking, he touched the ground with his toes.

"call--"

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and he, who was just standing in the back aisle, suddenly stepped on the backs of the chairs of the people in the front row and leaped onto the auction stage, which was half a person high, in a few steps.

Her movements were as light as a cat's, without even the crystal chandelier hanging from the edge of the stage swaying.

The auctioneer on the stage was so frightened that his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground. The auction hammer in his hand rolled a long way and hit the crystal table with a crisp sound.

Ye Xunhuan ignored him completely, reached out and yanked open the lid of the crystal box containing the Thousand-Year Ice Lotus. A bone-chilling cold air instantly wafted out, carrying a faint lotus fragrance.

He casually scooped out the ice lotus, weighed it in his hand, and nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, enough for three doses of medicine to detoxify that old man from the Su family."

Then, to everyone's astonishment, he carefully placed the still-warm, oily cumin-flavored sausage into the crystal box containing the ice lotus, and meticulously closed the lid.

"Here, the payment is." He patted the crystal box lid and solemnly called out to the private room on the second floor:

"The sausages my wife bought herself, you couldn't buy them even for a billion dollars, let alone a hundred million."

"You really hit the jackpot this time!!"