Chapter 218 Getting Angry 5
Nan Lingge followed the waiter to the third floor. The waiter pushed open a door, pointed to the old man sitting at the table in the room, and explained to Nan Lingge: "This is the appraiser."

There was a trace of weirdness on Nan Lingge's face. The things she wanted to auction didn't seem to be treasures, did they?Let a treasure appraiser come to identify it.

It's really... Nan Lingge is a little embarrassed, but she is here, Nan Lingge will not give up her ultimate goal.

Nan Lingge sat across from the appraiser, stretched out his hand, and took out the handkerchief covering Beimo Xiangyu's nails and put it on the table.

That's right!Nan Lingge wanted to auction Beimo Xiangyu's nails, and she knew Beimo Huang would try her best to get them back.

Rather than returning the nails to Beimo Xiangyu unwillingly, it would be better to auction them off, and her godlike hands would not be in vain.

The waiter who brought Nan Lingge in did not leave, but watched from the sidelines. At this time, he watched Nan Lingge take out a handkerchief. The handkerchief was flat, and it didn't look like there was any treasure.

Those who come to Mingyue Pavilion to submit auction items may not necessarily be nobles, or just poor people, but without exception, what they bring are all things that are on the table.

This aroused the curiosity of the waiter, and he stared at the appraiser for a while to see what he had to say.

"This is..." The appraiser took the veil and opened it, saw the blood-stained object inside, frowned, but couldn't see what it was for a while.

"This is a nail," Nan Lingge said flatly.

"nail!"

"nail!"

Two exclamations, one from the waiter and one from the appraiser.

The appraiser was also taken aback. When he went to look at the unknown object on the table, he found that it was really a nail. He looked at Nanling in disbelief and sang, "Girl, what are you doing?"

"Auction!" Nan Lingge said with a blank face, isn't he here to submit an auction item?Why ask her this question.

"Nonsense! Not to mention where you got your nails, just by the strength of your hands and pulling them out by the roots, you know that the person who did it must often do this kind of thing."

Nan Lingge: "..." She didn't do this kind of thing often, this was just the first time, the first time...

The treasure appraiser obviously ignored the possibility that Nan Lingge did this kind of thing, and persuaded them one by one: "Girl, don't associate with that kind of person in the future, you can even do such cruel things as pulling out people's nails , definitely not a good person."

The corner of Nan Lingge's mouth twitched, telling her not to associate with him, could she do such a difficult thing?

Looking at Nan Lingge's appearance, the appraiser thought she didn't believe her, and sighed: "Girl, you are still young, there are some things you don't understand, just listen to the old man."

The waiter also nodded at the side, agreeing with the words of the appraiser.

"..." Nanlingge coughed lightly, with a look of unnaturalness across his face: "These nails belong to Beimo Xiangyu."

The treasure appraiser and the waiter were surprised when they heard that, maybe people in Beimo City didn't know the name Xiangyu, but everyone knew the surname Beimo, it was the surname of the royal family.

"Doesn't it mean that Yuege is not afraid of power? Why was he frightened when he heard that the nails belonged to Beimo Xiangyu," Nan Lingge said without changing his face.

"They weren't scared, they were just surprised."

The gentle and jade-like voice resounded through the room like flowers blooming in spring, giving people a warm feeling without any emotion.

The appraiser was taken aback when he heard this, and hurriedly got up and stood aside with the waiter, bowing his head respectfully.

(End of this chapter)

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