Although he is just a child, Xu Zhe can see through the boy's strength at a glance. He is a Samsung priest!

What attracted Xu Zhe's attention was the boy's eyes. His dark eyes were always staring at Xu Zhe, and his eyes looked very indifferent.

Xu Zhe was a little surprised. He didn't understand why the boy was staring at him. Yes, he was staring at him. When Xu Zhe appeared in his sight, the boy's eyes fell on Xu Zhe and had never moved, even though Xu Zhe was looking at him at this moment.[.]

"What's wrong?" Looking at the boy in Xu Zhe's eyes, Cao Yu asked, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know." Xu Zhe shook his head and said to everyone: "Let's go."

When Xu Zhe and others walked towards the auction venue, the boy followed Xu Zhe. He noticed that the boy had been following him, Xu Zhe frowned and ignored it.

When he walked into the auction venue, Xu Zhe looked away from the strange little boy. He followed Cao Yu to a private room, and everyone was waiting for the auction to begin.

This is Xu Zhe's first time participating in an auction, and he seems a little curious about all this. Zhou Yingying and Zhao Xin sat next to Xu Zhe, explaining some auction matters to Xu Zhe.

"It's started." When a gong sounded in the auction venue, Cao Yu said: "If you have any interest, please do it. For the sake of your friends, it's okay to give you a 10% discount."

"Idiot." Everyone answered Cao Yu's words in unison, which made Cao Yu's face instantly very entangled and depressed.

Xu Zhe glanced at the auctioneer who was conducting an auction with his passion for splashing saliva, and then looked through the auction manual. There was nothing that made him fall in love with him, so Xu Zhe quietly followed the auction.

After observing several auctions, Xu Zhe found that every auction is actually a battle, a battle. In the auction, money has become the most direct reflection of strength, and the psychology of each contender has become an auxiliary to this battle. In the auction, what is fighting is money, and what is fighting is psychology.

Seeing the price of each auction item rising rapidly, Xu Zhe couldn't help but sigh: "It's all rich people."

"Ha, this is considered a rich man? The excitement often stays behind." Cao Yu said to Xu Zhe: "Let me tell you, the Qingming potion is regarded as the finale by my dad! Tsk tsk, you have used the Qingming potion, you know exactly how effective it is. After my dad used it, he knew how surprised he was when he looked at his face."

Xu Zhe's face seemed very calm, but he was a little expectant in his heart. He wanted to know what price the Qingming potion could be sold. You should know that the Qingming potion he took out was only the lowest. Not only is the number of the higher Qingming potion, but even if it is given to Cao Yu and the others, they don't need it at the moment. At the same time, Xu Zhe did not intend to give those better Qingming potions to people other than his friends.

After a moment, Cao Yu's eyes lit up and he said, "The show is on."

Everyone was excited, and the next thing was the finale of this auction, Xu Zhe's Qingming Potion.

"Next, the mysterious potion from this auction will be auctioned. This potion is very strange. If you lose your mental power due to fighting, then this potion can replenish your mental power immediately. If your mental power needs to be broken through and increased, this potion can do this."

The auctioneer's words were full of temptation, and many people participating in the auction had their eyes red. This is a mental potion, a mental potion that only pharmacists above the king level can produce. Moreover, this mental potion called Qingming potion can not only replenish mental power, but also enhance mental power!

"This strange mental potion is the Qingming potion we are about to auction!" The auctioneer stopped talking nonsense and immediately asked someone to bring Qingming potion to the auction stand.

The person holding the Qingming potion was a very beautiful woman. If she was put on it, someone would definitely make a few words of verbal teasing. However, today, the people participating in the auction did not look at her more, and everyone's eyes fell on the Qingming potion placed on the tray.

Seeing the crazy look of the person participating in the auction, the auctioneer was a little excited. He also wanted to know what kind of sky-high price such a magical potion could be sold.

"The auction floor price is 100,000 gold coins! The minimum price is 10,000 gold coins!" The auctioneer quoted a very low price, which can be said to be the lowest price quote in this auction. The people participating in the auction were not confused. They all understood that the Pacers Chamber of Commerce could quote such a reserve price, which means that this potion must be magical and they would definitely be raised by themselves!

Sure enough, the following began a fierce and crazy bid.

"500,000!"

"800,000!"

“…”

In an incredible look, Xu Zhe saw a bottle of ordinary Qingming potion, which was called to a sky-high price of 3 million! For Xu Zhe, the 3 million was indeed a sky-high price, and he had never seen so much money. Thinking of his past worrying about a silver coin, Xu Zhe couldn't help but sigh at the gap here, and involuntarily held the future necklace and said intimately: "Thank you."

Without the future, there will be no present self.

After walking out of the auction venue, Xu Zhe was unable to calm down his inner excitement.

Suddenly, Xu Zhe frowned again. When he looked up, he saw a pair of indifferent eyes.

Seeing Xu Zhe’s strangeness, Zhao Xin followed his gaze and said in surprise: “It’s that little boy again.”

"Have he been waiting for you here?" Zhou Yingying said to Xu Zhe: "Xu Zhe, do you think this little boy will know you?"

"Oh?" Xu Zhe raised his eyebrows and walked towards the little boy with big strides. Squatting in front of the little boy, Xu Zhe looked at him for a while and asked, "Can you tell me why you keep staring at me?"

Then, the little boy said something that was not Xu Zhe expected at all: "You want to die or live?"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but frown. What the little boy said was really weird.

After a moment of silence, Xu Zhe continued to ask: "I want to know, why did you say that?"

In everyone's surprised eyes, the little boy pointed at Xu Zhe's curse necklace and said, "You don't have to be harmed by the curse necklace."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed drastically. Xu Zhe stared at the little boy, and his mind was filled with various thoughts.

Who is this little boy?

Why did he know about the curse necklace?

Why did he see the problem with the curse necklace at a glance?

Why is such a young child actually a Samsung priest?

Is this... a conspiracy?
Chapter completed!