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"Even in our Chic Cloud Pavilion, this auction will be a top priority."
After Fang Qiu's figure completely disappeared in front of him, the middle-aged man Cheng Cai took a deep breath and then hurriedly turned around to report to his superior.
Over here.
Walking around Chic Cloud Pavilion, Fang Qiu murmured all the way, "Now, there's only a useless Newborn Moon Sword left. If Long Qiyun had let me knock it casually, this Newborn Moon Sword would have been a precious sword, worth at least a million yuan. What a pity."
As he murmured, he took a taxi to the airport, ready to return to Jiangjing.
Meanwhile.
In an antique, yet extraordinarily luxurious wooden building.
Dong, dong, dong.
The middle-aged manager who accepted Fang Qiu's 19 swords came to a door and knocked respectfully.
"Come in."
A voice full of energy came from the room.
Creak.
The middle-aged man pushed open the door, and what he saw was not an antique office, but a modernized office.
The office had a wooden floor, a simple desk, a TV hanging on the wall, a European-style leather sofa, and a computer.
At this moment.
A middle-aged man in his forties was sitting in front of his desk, staring at the computer.
"Mr. Li."
The middle-aged manager came forward and respectfully looked at the middle-aged man with a square face, glasses, a suit vest, and a beard on his upper lip, who looked very gentle, and said, "I have something important to report."
This person was one of the directors of the Chic Cloud Pavilion. His name was Li Zhengcheng. Because the directors only participated in the company's major decisions and did not participate in the daily business, Li Zhengcheng had set up an office here. When he had something to do, he would come and visit. If not, he would not come. Anyway, it would not affect anything.
In addition, Li Zhengcheng was very amiable, so many managers were willing to report to him. After all, he was the company's director, and he could speak up when something happened.
"Something big?"
Li Zhengcheng turned his head, looked at the manager, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"I just received a commission. They want us to help them auction weapons."
The middle-aged manager said.
"That's it?"
Li Zhengcheng frowned and curled his lips. "What's so surprising about selling a few weapons? I'm in the middle of a dungeon right now. Don't disturb me."
"Mr. Li, I'm not surprised if it's an ordinary weapon. The key is that I'm not selling ordinary weapons for this commission."
The middle-aged manager said.
"Oh."
Li Zhengcheng responded expressionlessly and said, "So be it. Can't you just arrange for it to be held at the auction next month?"
"Mr. Li, why don't … you take a guess. What grade of weapon is this auction item?"
The middle-aged manager said with a smile.
"Rank-6?"
Li Zhengcheng seemed to be too lazy to say more. While playing computer games, he casually replied.
There was a rule in Chic Cloud Pavilion.
Only auction items of the sixth grade and above could be reported to the higher-ups.
"Twelve!"
The middle-aged manager said.
"Oh?"
Li Zhengcheng responded.
After a while.
After playing a computer game, Li Zhengcheng relaxed his hands and stared at the computer screen with a satisfied smile. Only then did he turn his head to look at the middle-aged manager and ask, "How many Rank-6s did you say just now?"
"Twelve!"
The middle-aged manager replied.
"What?"
Li Zhengcheng was stunned.
"Two fifth-grade swords and twelve sixth-grade swords."
The middle-aged manager repeated.
"So many?"
Li Zhengcheng asked in surprise.
"Not only that."
The middle-aged manager's eyes lit up and he said, "In addition to two fifth-grade swords and twelve sixth-grade swords, there are three seventh-grade swords and one eighth-grade sword!"
"What?"
Li Zhengcheng suddenly stood up, stared at the middle-aged manager in shock, and asked, "Three seventh-grade swords and even one eighth-grade sword?"
Li Zhengcheng was stunned!
How could it be possible?
How could anyone take out so many swords?
Not counting the fifth-grade and sixth-grade swords, there were three seventh-grade swords?
Moreover, there were eighth-grade swords that had not appeared in Wulin for many years?
Was this a wholesale business?
How could there be so many swords all of a sudden?
However.
Just when Li Zhengcheng was shocked, the middle-aged manager spoke again.
"But it doesn't matter!"
The middle-aged manager took a deep breath and said with a solemn face.
"What?"
Li Zhengcheng was stunned.
There were so many swords. Was it not important?
If it was not important, what was important?
"There is one last sword."
The middle-aged manager tried to calm himself down. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Then he opened his mouth and said, "Guru Sword!"
Hearing that.
Li Zhengcheng's eyes widened.
In an instant, there was a look of disbelief on his face. He stared at the middle-aged manager and was so excited that his body was shaking a little.
"Take me to see it. Quick, take me to see it!"
Li Zhengcheng's voice was trembling.
The middle-aged manager did not dare to hesitate.
He immediately took Li Zhengcheng all the way to the underground safe room, opened the safe, and took out all the nineteen swords that Fang Qiu entrusted to sell.
The moment he saw the Guru Sword.
In the middle-aged man's eyes, there was a sudden burst of infinite surprise.
Subsequently.
The middle-aged manager did not dare to hesitate. He hurriedly brought the Sword Testing Stone and put the Guru Sword on it.
He looked at it.
Sure enough!
It was really a Guru Sword!
Li Zhengcheng's hands were trembling with excitement. He grabbed the Guru Sword and reached out to touch it. His face was full of excitement.
"Guru Sword, it's actually a Guru Sword!"
Li Zhengcheng carefully put down the sword in his hand, then turned his head, patted the middle-aged manager hard on the shoulder, and said, "Good, good job!"
"Well …"
The middle-aged manager said cautiously, "Mr. Li, I didn't dare to charge the client for this auction, and I also promised to hold a special auction for him in the name of the company in five days."
"Is there any problem?"
Li Zhengcheng laughed, waved his hand, and said, "That's what you should do. You did a good job!"
"What about the company?"
The middle-aged manager hesitated.
"Don't worry. This is a great thing. No one in the company will come out to find fault."
Li Zhengcheng responded with a laugh, then stopped laughing and asked, "You can actually take out so many swords at once, even a Guru Sword. Who is the client of this auction?"
"It's a young man."
The middle-aged manager said.
Because Fang Qiu did not wear a mask when he came to the capital, the middle-aged manager clearly saw Fang Qiu's appearance.
No.
It should be Lin Yu's appearance!
"A young man?"
Li Zhengcheng nodded with understanding and said with emotion, "The younger a person is, the harder it is to provoke him. Since he can take out the Guru Sword, who knows what kind of monster is hiding behind him. You must keep this matter confidential. Don't leak any information about the client, understand?"
"Yes!"
The middle-aged manager answered and then added, "There's one more thing, I don't know if I should tell you."
"What is it?"
Li Zhengcheng asked.
"When the client came to make the commission, he carried a jade box with 20 openings. These 19 swords were taken out from that jade box, and the Guru Sword was the second last one. When the client left, the last opening of the jade box had not been opened."
The middle-aged manager said.
"Hmm?"
Li Zhengcheng's face froze.
He knew what the middle-aged manager meant.
If the second last one was a Guru Sword, then what would the last one be?
"Remember what I just told you."
Frowning, Li Zhengcheng opened his mouth and said, "I'll leave the matter of the auction to you. Go!"
"Yes."
The middle-aged manager turned and left with joy.
On the other side.
Li Zhengcheng picked up the Guru Sword again and stroked it over and over again. He loved it so much that he couldn't put it down!
…
Soon.
In the entire Chic Cloud Pavilion, everyone, whether they were targeting Wulin or ordinary people, knew the news about the Guru Sword. In addition to the Guru Sword, there were also a lot of swords.
When they heard the news, everyone was shocked!
The Guru Sword.
It seemed that there had never been such a powerful weapon in Wulin. Even if there was one in the world, no one would take it out for auction.
There was no doubt.
The auction of the Guru Sword was instantly listed as the top priority of Chic Cloud Pavilion, attracting the attention of all the high-level officials!
…
Three hours later.
A piece of news swept across the martial arts circle like a tornado.
Five days later, Chic Cloud Pavilion would hold a special weapon auction. A large number of swords would be auctioned at the auction, and the finale of that night would be a Guru Sword that had never appeared in Wulin!
One spread to ten, and ten to a hundred.
As the largest auction house in Wulin, Chic Cloud Pavilion didn't even need to go on the Wulin Online forum to publicize it. In just a few hours, the news was spread to everyone!
Soon.
A special discussion post also appeared on the Wulin Online.
"The Guru Sword. Chic Cloud Pavilion actually got a Guru Sword?"
"F * ck, how is this possible? Is there really a Guru Sword in Wulin?"
"Oh my god, I can't believe it!"
"It's so hard to find a guru nowadays. How can there be a Guru Sword?"
For a moment.
The martial artists who came from all over the world gathered in the thread and expressed their shock to all the people in the thread!
They were not the only ones.
When the news spread, the whole Wulin went crazy.
When everyone heard that Chic Cloud Pavilion was going to auction the Guru Sword, they were extremely shocked!
Not only ordinary martial artists and Martial Superiors.
Even those eighth-class martial artists, especially those Martial Superiors who had been stuck in the ninth-class for countless years, were shocked.
"The Guru Sword, the Guru Sword … God finally treats me well. There's finally hope for me to break through to the Guru Realm!"
In a certain province, a middle-aged man who was delivering a package stopped as soon as he received the news. He was so excited that he was about to cry.
"Chic Cloud Pavilion must be crazy. How can they auction the Guru Sword they got?"
In a wide hall, a middle-aged man with a solemn and dignified look was immediately shocked when he heard the news reported by his subordinate.
"It's a good thing. Although this Guru Sword can't make people break through to the Guru Realm directly, as long as they get it, they will benefit greatly."
Under a certain overpass, an old man living in a rain shed laughed, revealing a missing front tooth.
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