Multiverse Strongest Villain System

After waiting for a few seconds, he still didn't get any answer. Yuwentian was a little surprised. He turned his head slightly and looked at old Qin. Old Qin bowed and almost buried his head in his chest. It seemed that he didn't dare to look at the eyes of these people opposite.

Or dare not face him.

"Sure enough, the mud can't help the wall."

After thinking for a while, Yu Wentian held this sentence back to his stomach.

The old man must know something about the middle thing.

"What else have you not told me, old man?"

"Ah? What? What are you asking?"

Yuwentian's voice again finally made old Qin's thoughts return to the private room.

As if he had done something shady, he secretly raised his head and only dared to observe Yu Wentian with a gleam of eyes.

Yu Wentian didn't say much, but raised his right hand and pointed to the empty private rooms around him.

Qin is always a smart man. He immediately understood what he meant.

"This... This time, because it's the treasure of the magic door, and it seems to be the treasure of the survival of the magic door, it's the best time to defeat the magic door. How can they let the magic door take this treasure back? I'm afraid all the magic doors are blocked out now."

While talking, old Qin secretly buried his head deeper. He knew it was ruined this time. These decent eyes almost destroyed him.

Yuwentian nodded, "it seems that there is really no mistake this time. I'm afraid there's a big play to be staged here this time."

Qin Lao Ben just lowered his head. With this nod, he could only see the back of his head.

"But... Tianhong arranged me here. I'm afraid it has a deep meaning. Do you want to use these people's hands to fight me?"

Yu Wentian's tone was extremely cold. If it weren't for the special array protection here, I'm afraid I could feel the powerful pressure emanating from him in the decent private rooms opposite.

Old Qin and he were in the same private room. Naturally, they could not be protected by the array. The whole person was trembling in the private room. For fear of saying a wrong word, even Yu Wentian could not pass.

"I really don't know this little old man. I don't know what the boss means. I can guarantee that this matter really has nothing to do with me."

Under the tension, old Qin couldn't care whether he would be examined by the group opposite him, raised his head fiercely and explained himself anxiously.

These decent people want to be against him, at least they won't do it here.

Yuwentian is different. Who knows what he will think suddenly. It is not impossible to solve him on the spot.

Yuwentian stares straight into old Qin's eyes. It's estimated that he didn't lie this time. It seems that this matter was really arranged by Tianhong's boss himself.

"Good Tianhong. It seems that when the auction is over, I should be able to ask for some compensation again. Since you have money, why should I be polite?"

Old Qin raised his right sleeve to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead. He always felt cold on his forehead. However, there was a dry piece on his forehead. I'm afraid the cold sweat had run out today.

Yuwentian doesn't have any opinion about the demon gate, but it doesn't mean that he can accept other people's calculations. Since he dares to calculate on his head, he must have the ability to accept the consequences.

After looking around, I'm afraid that HongPai's store's wealth is even better than that of Daqian country. He doesn't need to be polite. He should always bleed to do such a thing.

"Welcome to our Tianhong auction house. I'm honored to preside over this auction. I'm afraid it's the last time I presided over the auction in my life. I hope you can forgive me for your thoughtlessness."

At this time, the light in the hall was half dimmed, and the half light was concentrated in the most central position.

Looking down from the third floor, on the central disc, there stood a white beard that was about to grow to the tip of his feet. It seemed that this man was much older than old Qin.

I saw the wrinkles on my face, just like the skin of the willow, with vertical and horizontal gullies, except for a pair of eyes narrowed into a line and emitting bright light.

Yu Wentian felt that the old man's cultivation is the peak of Yuanying jiuzhong. However, it seems that he has been trapped in this position for many days and has been unable to break through. According to his age, he can't live for many years.

"This should be Bai Lao, who enjoys a rich reputation in the treasure identification world. He lived too long and didn't even know his name or even his last name. He was called Bai Lao because his long white beard was too obvious."

Qian Qingbing put his eyes on the old man and guessed his identity. She had seen the old man's information in an anecdote.

"Yes, this is Bai Lao. Although his eyes are almost gone now, he has the ability to identify things, but no one can be better than him. He has never made any mistakes."

Qin Lao also added, with a trace of respect and more envy in his tone.

Different from him, although he is also called old Qin, he can't rank in front of old Bai. Old Bai is in Tianhong, but even the boss has to admire his existence.

"So what? He has been trapped in Yuanying jiuzhong for less than a hundred years. He will die soon."

Yu Wentian's words made Qian Qingbing and Qin Lao speechless. They always felt that Yu Wentian should not say so, but there was no problem with what Yu Wentian said. Here are people who understand. Who doesn't know this fact.

His eyes returned to the round table. A waiter put a box on the table above the round table. Bai Lao raised his scepter and poked it down. Suddenly, the round table rose slowly in the air until it reached the height of the second floor.

Bai Laoxi habitually nodded to the four sides. It was only a second. He had been engaged in this industry for more than a hundred years. He had long formed a habit.

I stayed here for several more seconds. It seemed that I was curious about the arrival of Yu Wentian, or I wondered why old Qin was here.

Yuwentian crossed his legs, picked up the teacup next to him, drank it, and looked at Bai Lao fearlessly for several seconds.

The white old man slightly motioned. At the moment he turned his head, Yuwen Tian frowned slightly, and there was always a strange feeling in his heart.

"The old man presided over the auction. The purpose is definitely not simple."