"Let's go, Ling'er. The auction is over, and it's time for us to leave," Qin Xuan said, standing up.
"Brother, wait for me. I need to pee. I was so scared by your sky-high bidding just now that I almost wet myself," Ling'er said, running towards the restroom by the side door.
Qin Xuan shook his head helplessly. With a wave of his hand, Ling'er vanished instantly, absorbed into his sea of consciousness.
Ever since Qin Xuan inherited the legacy of Ying Long, he had also learned many of Ying Long's great divine abilities.
When Ling'er finished and came out, she noticed the tree that the two cheongsam ladies had pushed in was gone, and she asked in confusion,
"Brother, where's the tree?"
Qin Xuan said casually,
"I had someone take it away."
Ling'er didn't believe him, her expression clearly showing disbelief. He had just told others not to bother with it, and now he claimed someone had taken it away. He was clearly lying.
She circled Qin Xuan, her bright eyes blinking,
"Brother, you don't know magic, do you!"
"You're dreaming," Qin Xuan said, flicking her forehead.
"Ouch!"
Ling'er cried out in pain, pouting,
"Hmph, Brother, you hit your own sister!"
Qin Xuan curled his lips,
"You're not my real sister anyway, so I hit you."
"Hmph, if I were your real sister, would you hit me as hard?"
"If my real sister was as mischievous as you, I'd hit you even harder!"
Ling'er stuck out her tongue,
"Then I'd rather not be your real sister. Let's just be adopted. Anyone who is your real sister would be abused every day. You cruel brother."
Qin Xuan gave a wry smile, too lazy to argue with her. He pulled her along, paid the bill, and they left the auction house together.
Afterward, Qin Xuan found a milk tea shop and settled her in a corner. He ordered her a cup of milk tea and said,
"Wait for me here. I need to go out for a bit. You have my phone number; call me if anything comes up."
Ling'er sat on a chair taller than her legs, swinging her legs clad in over-the-knee socks. She made a face at Qin Xuan,
"If you're not back in an hour, I'm running away!"
Qin Xuan rolled his eyes at her,
"It'll be good if you run away. I didn't want to bring you along anyway."
Upon hearing this, Ling'er's face immediately changed. Tears welled up in her eyes as if by magic. She looked at Qin Xuan pitifully,
"You don't want me anymore," Ling'er said with a hint of a whine.
Because she was sitting on a high chair, her words were soon heard and seen by others around them.
All eyes turned towards them.
Qin Xuan was speechless and quickly consoled her,
"Okay, okay, I'll be back in an hour at most, alright?"
Ling'er's tears instantly receded, her eyes brightening with joy, as if by magic again.
"Okay, Brother, Ling'er will wait for you. When I finish my milk tea, you must come back."
This left Qin Xuan completely flustered.
Her change of expression was faster than flipping through a book. Even an Oscar award winner would weep in admiration.
After leaving the milk tea shop, Lu Chen was about to head towards "Sheng Yan" not far across the road.
Suddenly, a black Mercedes-Benz flashed past him.
Although the car was traveling at a high speed, over a hundred yards per hour, Qin Xuan still clearly saw the person inside.
It was Chu Zifeng in the back seat.
Qin Xuan's expression turned stern, and he snapped his fingers. A trace of white light shot into the car.
Then, Qin Xuan glanced at a hooded black leather jacket displayed on a glass cabinet nearby.
After a moment of thought, Qin Xuan sucked in with his hand, and the glass window shattered instantly.
The jacket flew into Qin Xuan's hands. He put it on backward, pulled up the hood, and then dashed into the alley not far behind him.
The sound of the shattering glass cabinet attracted all the employees in the store.
The manager, at the forefront, was furious when he saw that the store's prized leather jacket was gone. Someone had robbed a piece of clothing in broad daylight, and it was worth over a hundred thousand! Not to mention the broken glass! Replacing the glass would cost tens of thousands!
These robbers were too audacious. Instead of robbing a bank, they were robbing a clothing store.
"Manager, look what that is!"
Just as the manager was about to pull out his phone to call the police, a store clerk suddenly pointed to a check pressed under a piece of glass.
The manager picked up the check and was stunned.
One million!