When he arrived aggressively in front of Ye Fei, just as he was about to make a move, Ye Fei's right hand reached out first and quickly pressed a few important acupoints on his body.
Instantly, the lackey was rendered immobile!
Realizing something was wrong, he panicked!
"You brat, what kind of sorcery did you use on me?"
"Why can't I move?"
"Undo it quickly, or I won't let you off!"
The lackey said with a fierce but weak tone.
"I can't undo it. The truth is, my medical skills aren't good enough to undo it."
"But don't worry, it's only for two days. Just bear with it!"
Ye Fei said gleefully.
"Young Master Song, quickly have someone capture him!"
"Make sure he undoes this sorcery on me!"
The man could barely speak due to the pain.
Cold sweat streamed down his forehead.
"Seize him!"
"Don't let him escape!"
Song Cheng roared.
This was a direct provocation to him, and he absolutely could not tolerate such a thing!
"Ye Fei, be careful!"
He Jingyao knew Ye Fei's combat prowess was high, but she had never witnessed it firsthand, so she was still very worried.
"Don't worry, I can deal with these two small fries in less than a minute!"
"Just watch!"
Seeing Ye Fei speak so boastfully, the two bodyguards burst into laughter.
"Kid, you're way too arrogant!"
"It's better to be low-key!"
"Today, we brothers will teach you a lesson!"
"Take this!"
The two bodyguards attacked from both sides, surrounding Ye Fei.
Their attacks were fierce and powerful, but to Ye Fei, they were still too childish.
Ye Fei shook his head, then exerted force and knocked both of them to the ground with a single move.
*Bang bang bang.*
Ye Fei's two kicks sent them flying to Song Cheng's feet.
"These are your so-called elite bodyguards? They're completely useless!"
The two bodyguards on the ground were clutching their stomachs, unable to speak.
It was truly terrifying.
The kick Ye Fei delivered felt like it weighed a thousand pounds!
The two of them had lost their fighting ability.
Without a doubt, their ribs must have been broken!
"You brat, you're very good!"
"You just wait!"
Seeing his bodyguards so easily defeated, Song Cheng was filled with immense anger.
But fortunately, he knew that this was not the right occasion to continue fighting with Ye Fei, and he eventually suppressed his rage.
"Let's go!"
Song Cheng snorted coldly and walked with his companions towards the auction venue.
"Ye Fei, are you alright?"
"Are you injured?"
He Jingyao asked worriedly.
Although Ye Fei's movements were cool, she couldn't help but ask.
"I'm fine, perfectly fine!"
"The auction is about to start, let's hurry inside!"
Ye Fei said.
"As long as you're alright, as long as you're alright."
After confirming Ye Fei was unharmed, He Jingyao entered the auction venue with him.
After smoothly finding their seats, Ye Fei scanned the venue again.
"There are private boxes here?"
Ye Fei asked in confusion.
"These boxes are reserved for the auction house's VIP clients,"
He Jingyao explained.
"I see."
Ye Fei replied.
A few minutes later, a young woman in a cheongsam with her hair tied up walked to the front of the auction venue and announced.
"Please remain seated, the auction will officially begin in five minutes."
As she finished speaking, the young woman stepped off the stage, and a female auctioneer in a business suit appeared on the podium.
After a series of announcements, the auction officially commenced.
He Jingyao had a clear objective: to bid for a warm jade to present as a gift to Elder Yuan, who was celebrating his eightieth birthday.
"Alright, without further ado, I will now introduce the first item of today's auction."
"This is a painting by the renowned contemporary artist Master Jin, with a starting bid of three million."
"Bidding starts now!"
As the auctioneer finished speaking, people began raising their paddles.
They bid back and forth, all vying for the piece.
Ye Fei was completely uninterested in the painting and was starting to feel drowsy.
With a *bang*.
The auctioneer's hammer fell, and the first item was finally sold for six million.
"Next, we present the second item of this auction."
"This is a hundred-year-old ginseng, discovered by our master herbalist in the deep mountains."
"The efficacy of ginseng is well-known, so I won't elaborate further. It's an invaluable tonic for the elderly."
"Starting bid, five million!"
As soon as the hundred-year-old ginseng was displayed, it immediately ignited the enthusiasm of the attendees.
"Six million!"
"Eight million!"
"Eleven million!"
The continuous bidding drove the price of the ginseng to tens of millions.
Ye Fei found it quite tedious.
To Ye Fei, this hundred-year-old ginseng was like ordinary vegetables, unable to rouse his interest.
Ultimately, the hundred-year-old ginseng was acquired by a wealthy individual for a high price of thirty million.
"Thank you all for your enthusiastic participation!"
"Next, we will be showcasing a medicinal herb that our auction house acquired from an elder."
"Unfortunately, to this day, we have been unable to ascertain its use."
"However, just two days ago, we finally found information about this herb in an ancient text."
"This herb is called Thousand Silk Vine, and it has the effect of prolonging life!"
"Starting bid, five hundred thousand!"
"Please bid enthusiastically!"
As the auctioneer finished speaking, there was no reaction from the crowd.
Ye Fei, who had been dozing off, suddenly woke up upon hearing the name Thousand Silk Vine!
He immediately opened his eyes and carefully examined the herb on stage.
"It really is Thousand Silk Vine!"
"A truly rare Thousand Silk Vine!"
Ye Fei murmured.
He then quickly raised his bidding paddle and said.
"One million!"
Seeing someone finally bid, the auctioneer breathed a sigh of relief.
"This gentleman has bid one million, are there any higher bids?"
The auctioneer asked.
"One point five million!"
Song Cheng, who had been watching Ye Fei and He Jingyao, immediately called out.
"One point eight million!"
Ye Fei raised his paddle again.
"Two million!"
Then, Song Cheng seemed to be directly competing with Ye Fei, and they both kept bidding.
"The price has now reached four million!"
"Are there any bids higher than this gentleman's?"
The auctioneer pointed at Ye Fei.
"Young Master Song, there's no need to continue for such a worthless herb. What if he drops his bid, it would be troublesome."
A subordinate advised.
Seeing that the price had become quite high, Song Cheng also felt a little worried that Ye Fei might give up, and he stopped bidding.