C22 Su Chen Made His Move

"It's him!"

A wave of utter shock rippled through everyone present.

They could scarcely believe their eyes; the revelation was too horrifying for them to accept.

To them, it was nothing short of miraculous.

If Suen Benwei had already left them astounded, the appearance of this elder was beyond mere shock—it was staggering.

"Could this really be the legendary Divine Eye, Zhuge Fengyun?"

"Legend has it, he was a renowned treasure appraisal master decades ago, and now he's reached an unparalleled level of prowess! And to think, Master Zhuge has been in seclusion for so long, who would have imagined he'd show up now!"

The crowd was in awe.

They struggled to accept the reality before them.

For those gathered, Zhuge Fengyun was an overwhelmingly formidable presence.

He could easily overshadow Suen Benwei.

They weren't even in the same league.

While Suen Benwei was a top-tier master in the appraisal world, Zhuge Fengyun was in a special class of his own—a master of almost divine status.

And that was just who he was over a decade ago. His current stature was unimaginably fearsome.

"Liu Kaixuan actually managed to bring Zhuge Fengyun here!" Tang Ziye's face turned ashen, her voice quivering with unease.

At that moment, Suen Benwei's face was a portrait of dismay, his forehead beaded with cold sweat.

He could hardly fathom the reality unfolding before him.

His legs shook uncontrollably.

Once basking in the anticipation of the crowd, now he wished for nothing more than to vanish into thin air.

The situation was indeed dire.

No one understood the gravity of Zhuge Fengyun's presence better than Suen Benwei. He was no match for Zhuge Fengyun—their strengths were worlds apart, with no room for doubt.

Zhuge Fengyun's capabilities were known to be nothing short of terrifying.

Amidst the tension, Su Chen couldn't help but let out a cold, knowing smile. He was well aware of the implications.

He remained composed.

Just then, Liu Kaixuan approached Tang Ziye and Suen Benwei, his smile sharp as ice.

"Miss Tang, I was under the impression you had someone impressive in mind, but it seems you've only brought him! Master Suen, who would have guessed you'd make an appearance here!"

Liu Kaixuan's voice dripped with sarcasm.

Upon hearing his words, Master Suen's face visibly paled. In the presence of Zhuge Fengyun, the esteemed Master Suen seemed to shrink, resembling a schoolboy.

He was on the verge of tears.

Suen Benwei's legs shook uncontrollably.

Gone was his previous arrogance, replaced by an overwhelming terror that shook him to his core.

Zhuge Fengyun approached Suen Benwei, hands clasped behind his back, exuding an air of authority without uttering a single word. His disdainful gaze spoke volumes, radiating a sense of superiority.

To Zhuge Fengyun, Suen Benwei was nothing more than rubbish, hardly worth his attention. The revered Zhuge Fengyun wouldn't bother with someone like Suen Benwei.

Suen Benwei's breaths came in short, quick gasps.

His face contorted into an expression of utter distaste.

His voice was grating, matching the severity of his grimace. Just then, someone ascended the main stage.

All eyes turned to this new figure.

It was the auctioneer.

With a serene look and composed demeanor, the auctioneer stood as the epitome of professionalism.

He stepped forward, clearing his throat to address the crowd.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's auction is about to commence. We have five exquisite items on offer, but the crown jewel is none other than Master Soong Taibai's 'Ten Thousand Year Scenery Map'!"

The auctioneer's announcement sent a ripple of excitement through the crowd, their breaths quickening with anticipation.

Their faces were etched with solemnity.

To them, the auction held the promise of something momentous.

Their hearts raced with the knowledge that the 'Ten Thousand Year Scenery Map' was a legendary treasure, its power renowned.

This was the moment they had all been waiting for.

And now, the first item was unveiled.

A vase.

Liu Kaixuan allowed himself a slight, knowing smile.

"Miss Tang, Master Suen, how about we engage in a little friendly competition? Consider it a warm-up," he suggested, his tone icy.

Suen Benwei's voice quivered in response.

His face was a portrait of discomfort.

Suen Benwei's gaze was as intense as ever.

He wouldn't dare confront Zhuge Fengyun directly. If he weren't so concerned about saving face, he'd have fled by now.

In that moment, Tang Ziye was shaking with rage.

The esteemed Third Miss of the Tang family could not stand for such an affront.

"We'll see who's better. You think I'm scared of you?" Tang Ziye declared, her face etched with resolve.

Suen Benwei, despite being petrified, was at a loss for words.

And so, their gazes locked in a silent standoff.

"Wow, this is getting interesting!" Su Chen mused to himself, watching the scene unfold with amusement. He had never before encountered someone as brazen as Liu Kaixuan.

He kept his composure.

Su Chen was curious to see how Suen Benwei would handle Zhuge Fengyun.

From their current demeanor, it appeared Suen Benwei stood no chance against Zhuge Fengyun, whose presence had dwindled to a mere shadow of its former self.

In such a state, Suen Benwei had already been defeated.

"Well then, let's start the bidding!" he announced.

Each participant had a bidding board at their side.

They could write their bids on these boards in secret, then reveal them simultaneously. The closest bid would win the purchasing rights.

Such were the auction's rules.

Interested parties readied their boards to jot down their bids. But upon noticing Zhuge Fengyun and Suen Benwei taking out their boards, they reluctantly set theirs aside.

They sighed in resignation.

They were all too aware that they stood no chance against Suen Benwei. And Zhuge Fengyun? He was in a league of his own—a deity among them. They wouldn't stand a chance even if they combined forces.

Thus, they chose to bow out.

Zhuge Fengyun merely glanced at the bottle and nonchalantly wrote down his bid. Suen Benwei, on the other hand, scurried onto the stage, scrutinizing the bottle from every angle.

After about ten minutes, and a nudge from the auctioneer, he finally jotted down his trembling bid.

"Please reveal your bids!" the auctioneer prompted.

At the auctioneer's behest, the two competitors displayed their bids.

"Two hundred thousand!"

"One hundred eighty thousand!"