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Chapter 32 What are you doing to me?

All eyes looked at this side involuntarily, and then saw the two guards of the Qian family put the luxurious grand master's chair in front of Chen Ansheng.

Everyone was taken aback. The woman who was in the same camp as Zhao Li glanced at Chen Ansheng, and then said coldly to the two guards: "You are welcome? He was just brought in by us, why bother preparing seats? Withdraw it."

The guard heard the words and quickly responded, "This is arranged by the eldest lady."

"Miss?" The woman frowned and looked behind the high stage, only to see Miss Qian standing below the stage with a cold expression on her face.

Chen Ansheng waved at her and said, "Thank you."

Miss Qian leaned against the wall, picked her long eyelashes, and replied indifferently: "Your Highness, you are welcome, you can come to our place to support me, little girl can't let you stand."

"Your Highness...Your Highness?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent, and everyone's eyes fell on Chen Ansheng.

In the east seat, the eldest prince of the capital, who pretended to be traveling casually, almost frowned.

"This trash is actually here? No, that is?"

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Princess Qingling beside Zhao Li, and he recognized it even through the veil.

The eldest prince's expression suddenly became complicated, and he opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything.

On the other hand, Zhao Kuo, whose seat was like a hill to the west, wanted to say hello to Chen Ansheng, but his father shook his head to stop him.

In the front row, the Patriarch of the Huang family looked at the murderer who killed his son with an extremely gloomy expression.

However, except for them, the eyes of the others were full of doubts, because they didn't know Chen Ansheng well.

Especially Zhao Li and the others looked at Chen Ansheng with doubts.

The woman beside him frowned and questioned, "Your Highness? Which Highness are you?"

Chen Ansheng didn't answer, but just glanced at her lightly, then quickly looked away, as if he had caught a glimpse of a maggot, feeling sick, so he naturally chose to turn a blind eye.

And his ignorance like this really made the woman who was also born in the noble family feel a great insult. She stood up directly, stretched out her fingers and scolded angrily: "I asked you a question, why didn't you answer it?"

Chen Ansheng frowned slightly. Looking at the woman's finger that was about to poke his nose, he suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped it hard. There was a crisp click, and the woman's finger broke on the spot.

She was so painful that her whole face was distorted, and she screamed in pain while holding her hand.

But Chen Ansheng sat back in the teacher's chair with a calm face, and said lightly: "Remember next time, when talking to people, don't point your fingers at them."

"You, you bastard, who are you? What qualifications do you have to teach me?"

The woman roared sharply, like a madman.

Chen Ansheng grinned at her, "I am the prince of Beiliang, an ignorant dude, am I qualified enough to teach you?"

"North... Beiliang prince?"

"Rentu's son? The number one dude of the dynasty?"

The audience erupted in an instant. Except for the few who had known Chen Ansheng's identity for a long time, everyone's eyes widened. What's more, they all involuntarily stood up from their seats.

The one with the most complicated expression was none other than Zhao Li and his party.

The two men beside him couldn't help shrinking their necks when they thought of the cynicism and sarcasm they had given to Chen Ansheng earlier, while the woman whose finger was snapped opened her mouth wide open, unable to utter a word for a while.

Who would have imagined that this guy who didn't even have an invitation card was actually the legendary son of Beiliang!

That is the most famous eldest son of the dynasty. Although his reputation is so bad, his status is really there. Who dares to shake it?Who can shake it?

The auction house fell into silence for a while, and the atmosphere was terribly awkward.

Zhao Li's face was cloudy and uncertain, thinking of his previous deliberate ridicule, he felt his face was burning hot.

But no matter what, he is also the son of a vassal king. After a short silence, he said coldly: "Although your Excellency is the son of Rentu, it would be too much to hurt a woman if you disagree with me, isn't it?"

"Well, it's too much." Chen Ansheng nodded generously.

Seeing this, Zhao Li said coldly, "Since that's the case, shouldn't your excellency pay her a present?"

Hearing these words, the woman couldn't help feeling warm, she felt that Zhao Li was becoming more and more heroic, knowing that the other party was the son of Rentu, and he wanted to seek justice for her, which moved her heart, and at the same time, the gaze of the son of Beiliang was also Less awe, more disgust.

"Your Excellency, the auction has to continue, please give her a present!"

Seeing Chen Ansheng sitting still, Zhao Li stretched out his hand and urged him indifferently.

When Chen Ansheng heard this, he gave him a strange look, and said, "I just said too much, and I didn't say that I would make an apology to her, did I?"

"What do you mean? You hurt a woman, and you don't plan to make amends?"

Zhao Li's voice became louder, and his face was angry.

Chen Ansheng couldn't help but chuckled, and then his face gradually turned cold. He looked straight at Zhao Li, and said word by word: "If I don't apologize, what can you do to me?"

"you!"

What can you do to me? In just four words, it can be said to be infinitely arrogant. Zhao Li raised his hand on the spot in anger, and wanted to slap this waste of the dynasty to death.

But just when the slap was about to fall on Chen Ansheng's head, the remaining rationality made him suppress his anger, and stopped his hand in the air.

Chen Ansheng looked at him and said with a smile, "Why didn't you do anything? I won't hide if I hit him."

Hearing this, Zhao Li couldn't help being so angry that his chest heaved and his face was ferocious.

He really wanted to slap this good-for-nothing dude to death, but he still had to hold back the impulse in his heart when he thought of being beaten by Rentu in front of the emperor and the civil and military officials when the eldest prince beat him up.

After all, Rentu only had this one son, and anyone who dared to kill him would have to bear the wrath of the dynasty's most ferocious army.

At that time, even the emperor can't stop it.

Zhao Li sat back again, his face was terribly gloomy.

As for Chen Ansheng, he was still indifferent, seeing that the eyes of the audience were still staring at him, he couldn't help but frowned, and shouted: "Don't even look at it, this son has no flowers on his face, by the way, it wasn't at an auction just now Is that the ten-mile talisman? How much is the asking price?"

"20, the price called by His Highness Guangling Shizi."

On the high platform, Qian Jin responded quickly. To be honest, he was almost confused by the unexpected situation just now. Fortunately, the two princes didn't really quarrel, otherwise it would be quite troublesome.

"One million, right?"

After Chen Ansheng knew the price, he shouted, "Then I'll pay 20 yuan, one yuan."

"Pfft..."

After hearing such a wretched quotation from the No. [-] dude, everyone in the field couldn't help laughing out loud.

And Guangling Shizi also showed contempt in his eyes, and directly shouted: "21!"

"Damn, so grand?"

Chen Ansheng muttered something, which made the audience sigh, but just when everyone thought he was going to give up, they heard him shout, "30!"

At this moment, the audience was silent.

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