My Silly, Sweet Wife

The ticket seller immediately panicked and grabbed Ye Guichen, "Okay, okay, okay, I’ll sell it, I’ll sell it."

Then, he directly shoved a ticket to Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen smiled and took out spirit stones.

Many people were paying attention to their conversation, and when they heard Ye Guichen bought an admission ticket for two hundred spirit stones, their eyes lit up.

"Hey brother, I’ll buy yours for three hundred."

"Right, right, you look unfamiliar here. The things in the auction are very expensive. Instead of wasting money, you might as well sell the ticket to me."

Several people immediately surrounded Ye Guichen.

The ticket seller swallowed and took out another ticket, "I still have two more here, who wants them?"

"Damn!" Seeing that the ticket seller really had more tickets, many people were grinding their teeth in hatred.

But compared to a thousand spirit stones, it was already rare.

In the end, the tickets in the seller’s hand were all sold for three hundred spirit stones each.

Ye Guichen didn’t linger any longer. After buying the ticket, he turned around and left.

However, the ticket seller glared venomously at Ye Guichen’s back and quickly followed him.

Just as the ticket seller left, three other people quickly followed him.

Clearly, they were all in league together.

"Boss, that kid ruined our good business. We only got less than two thousand spirit stones for five admission tickets. If it weren’t for that kid messing things up, we could’ve gotten at least five thousand spirit stones," someone whispered to the ticket seller.

The ticket seller snorted, "That kid ruined my business. We can’t let him go. He looks unfamiliar, let’s go rob him."

"Okay!"

The three of them exchanged glances and quickly followed after.

Ye Guichen left the teahouse and soon noticed he was being tailed.

However, Ye Guichen pretended not to see.

He and Scar Dragon entered an inn, got a room, and didn’t care where Scar Dragon wanted to sleep.

Unexpectedly, Scar Dragon stood directly at Ye Guichen’s door, like a guardian deity, making Ye Guichen feel exasperated.

This guy is really stubborn.

Ye Guichen didn’t stop him.

However, those sneaky ticket sellers who followed them looked somewhat uncertain.

"What’s going on, who is that person, why is there someone guarding outside?"

"That guy with the scar looks fierce, and his cultivation doesn’t seem weak."

"Wait, I think I’ve seen him. Damn, that guy is Scar Dragon, a ruthless character. I heard he went after the barbarians, why is he here now?"

One of them clearly recognized Scar Dragon.

"What, Scar Dragon? That guy with a cultivation of the ninth level of the Golden Core?"

"Damn, such a ruthless person is acting as a guard?"

"Who is that young-looking pretty boy?"

The three whispered to each other, feeling a bit apprehensive inside.

Though they’ve been around Mingpan City for years, bullying the weak is one thing, but they were afraid of encountering a ruthless guy like Scar Dragon, fearing they might get crushed with one finger.

"What should we do?" one of them whispered.

The ticket seller hesitated slightly, "We must report this quickly, tell the manager that even Scar Dragon is standing guard. The person inside might be a Nascent Soul Realm monster or the young master of some powerful family. Even our City Lord would treat them with respect. We can’t afford to make enemies with such people."

With that, he whispered to his two companions, "You two keep an eye on them, don’t act rashly. I’ll go tell the manager and let him decide."

He then ran towards the Spirit Treasure Pavilion.

This auction was hosted by the Spirit Treasure Pavilion, and some of the tickets were sold at a high price by them too.

This was an unspoken rule.

Moreover, since the Spirit Treasure Pavilion essentially belonged to the City Lord, they could dominate in Mingpan City.

But even with such arrogance, facing a Nascent Soul Realm monster, they dared not be negligent.

"What did you say, you didn’t see it wrong, that person is Scar Dragon?" The manager of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion was a slightly chubby middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked like he was in his forties or fifties. Hearing the ticket seller’s words, he immediately stood up.

The ticket seller quickly nodded, "I shouldn’t be wrong, Scar Dragon’s scar is too distinctive. Earlier at Yiwei Tea House, we didn’t notice him, but thinking back, he was beside that young man."

The ticket seller dared not neglect and recounted what happened in the tea house.

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, "I see, the City Lord values this auction greatly, nothing can go wrong. Keep a close watch for me, I’ll go find the City Lord immediately. Without my permission, you mustn’t act rashly, understand?"

"Understood, understood." The ticket seller turned and left.

The middle-aged man hesitated slightly and then quickly headed towards the City Lord Mansion.

The City Lord of Mingpan City is named Shen Qianjun, rumored to be a half-step Nascent Soul expert.

However, few have seen him in action.

Firstly, at Shen Qianjun’s level, he rarely needs to take action himself.

Secondly, someone of such strength wouldn’t be easily provoked unless someone had a death wish.

Although Shen Qianjun is the City Lord, he only has one daughter.

His greatest wish is to find a suitable husband for his daughter.

For this reason, he also wants to use this auction to gather promising young talents from the vicinity.

Meanwhile, across from Shen Qianjun sat a middle-aged man of similar age.

The middle-aged man had dark skin and sat boldly, each laugh of his booming like a bell.