Chapter 82 Be polite to strangers

"I don't need high-level spiritual herbs right now..." Bai Wanxue pondered for a while, then continued to ask, "How many low-level and mid-level spiritual herbs do you have in stock?"

"Miss, you don't have to worry about this, we're just afraid that there are too many spiritual herbs, and you two won't be able to take them away, miss." The waiter knew her arrogance and half-jokingly said.

"I can afford it, so I'm afraid I won't be able to take it with me?" Just stuff it into the holy jade bracelet.

"Okay, I don't know how much Miss wants to buy separately?" The waiter wondered how she could take it away, but after thinking about it, maybe she has a magic weapon to hold things, and he doesn't need to worry about it.

He just needs to serve this young lady well.

"Well...buy [-] plants separately."

These should be enough for him to practice pills for a long time.

"Miss, this...the quantity is a bit large, and the small ones need to be approved by the host of Zi Ting. Can you wait here for a while?"

"Ah."

The waiter backed out, closed the door, turned around, saw a figure, raised his head reflexively, saw the boy wearing a ghost mask, and hurriedly knelt down, "Respect... Your lord."

Bai Wanxue sat bored, tapped her fingers on the table, tapped a rhythmic melody, and hummed a few words.

"Miss, what song is this? It's really nice." Xiao Zi was fascinated by it, and couldn't help asking.

"It's a song called "Confession Balloon"." Bai Wanxue smiled lightly, her eyes rippling.

"Xiaozi understands the confession, but what is a balloon?" Xiaozi looked confused.

"Well... I'll tell you later."

"Miss, the lord is here." At this time, the waiter knocked on the door and reminded.

Lord?

Didn't you tell Zi Ting to come?

"Well, please come in." Bai Wan's snowy words fell, and Xiao Zi strode to the door and opened it. The young man in purple robe stood outside the door, paying attention.

Huh...he is the one who stopped the Great Elder on the stage before so that his detoxification pill would not be robbed, right?
She didn't have time to look closely at that time, let alone think about it, he suddenly disappeared on the stage, coming and going without a trace.

"My lord, please sit down." Bai Wanxue stood up quickly.

The man who can be called the Lord by the waiter must have an unusually high status in the Qingge Auction House. After all, the title of the Lord is enough to make people fear and dare not offend.

"Yeah." He has a charming voice that is enough to make a woman fascinated.

But...how did she feel that he was smiling?

Although she was wearing a mask, she still felt a smile in his eyes when he watched her stand up just now.

"My lord, do we know each other?"

As soon as the man in purple robe sat down, facing her, Bai Wanxue came over curiously, stared at his ghost mask, and by the way... stretched out her hand to poke his mask.

The waiter at the side saw her extremely bold behavior, and a cold sweat broke out on his back, and he immediately wanted to remind her not to do that.

And the purple-clothed boy cast his cold eyes on him instantly, his calm eyes stopped his behavior, and made him swallow the words that had just come to his mouth in a very aggrieved manner.

Seeing him looking at the waiter, Bai Wanxue casually looked at him too.

"I don't know." The purple-clothed boy answered at this moment, attracting her attention again.

"Oh~" Bai Wanxue then sat down upright.

One second she strikes up a conversation with him familiarly, the next second she treats him with the attitude of meeting a stranger.

(End of this chapter)

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