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Chapter 543

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Fan Zhuo smiled and said: "A little."

"Then I'll leave it to you." Qiao Chu did not say a word and placed the spirit stone he was given before Fan Zhuo.

Fan Zhuo was surprised. He had thought that Qiao Chu and the others would ask a little more before they handed the spirit stone to him. Forging a spirit ring was no small matter and if someone had ulterior motives, they would only need to tamper with the forging process and the ring spirit would be greatly damaged. Qiao Chu had only asked a simple question and they trusted him so much, which was beyond Fan Zhuo's expectations.

Hua Yao and the others handed the spirit stone to Fan Zhuo without hesitation.

"Aren't you afraid that I will tamper with it?" Fan Zhuo looked at Qiao Chu and the others, his eyes clear.

"I trust Little Xie's judgment." Qiao Chu laughed.

That little lass was so smart, if she did not trust him, she would not have brought the spirit stone.

Fan Zhuo smiled, and the smile reached deep into his eyes.

"I will not shirk my responsibilities. But to forge the spirit ring, I still need some things and I can try to see if there are any suitable things at the auction." Fan Zhuo did not want to say too much. Forging the spirit ring would be the best way to repay them.

After the few of them came to an agreement, they chatted casually. With Fan Zhuo's participation, Qiao Chu started to jump up and down again.

But Hua Yao and the others thought that compared to the upright and outspoken Fan Jin, the smiling Fan Zhuo was much more pleasing to the eye.

There was only one auction house in Chan Lin Town, and it was called the Chan Lin Auction House. It was held once every three days and they had managed to make it today. After dinner, the six of them left the inn. Compared to the day, Chan Lin Town was livelier at night. Lights flickered, illuminating the darkness of the night. Lanterns of all colours were hung high, decorating the streets and alleys.

Chan Lin Town was filled with many interesting things at night. There were jugglers, performers, opera singers, and even the vendors lining the streets were more numerous than during the day.

The entire street was packed so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through. The Zephyr Academy had a large number of disciples and there were quite a number of people from the various major powers who had come for these disciples as well. Although the disciples of the Zephyr Academy had yet to truly come out into the world, but with the reputation of the Zephyr Academy, they were already standing at a much higher starting point than the other youths. Many of the major powers wanted to take advantage of the fact that these disciples were still young and inexperienced to win them over, so that when they returned from the Zephyr Academy, they would be able to gain more support.

And because of that, Chan Lin Town was always bustling with noise and excitement.

The six youths blended into the army and were quickly submerged.

As it was too crowded, Jun Wu Xie did not bring Lord Meh Meh out but left it and the little black cat in the room, with the little black cat watching over it, not allowing it to run around.

Along the way, Fan Zhuo's eyes were almost not enough to take in everything. The lively and bustling scene made the joy in his heart gradually spread. Fortunately, Qiao Chu's strong and healthy body had protected Fan Zhuo and Jun Xie all the way, and had not allowed the young and frail youth to be washed away by the crowd.

But even so, Fan Zhuo's clothes were still wrinkled when he walked from the crowded street to a less crowded area.

"It's really lively here," Fan Zhuo said with a smile. He didn't seem to mind the suffocating feeling of being squeezed in.

"You like it?" Qiao Chu asked, panting heavily as he looked at Fan Zhuo. Only the Heavens knew that Fan Zhuo had almost squeezed his shoes off.

"I don't like it, but it's very novel," Fan Zhuo said.

"Just two more streets and the Chan Lin Auction House will be there. If we rush there now, we should be able to take part in most of the auctions." Fei Yan said as he held up the map he had drawn up in his hand.

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