Chapter 13 - Bidders

This sect of yours were really managed stupidly huh ? Larchen asked..

Wait until you read on their real agenda, you'll lose your shit.

So that's the end of the story ? It was interesting.. I learn new things about you every day huh, you are so mysterious..

Don't start again, i've business to take care of.

Well, you were great out there, no worries. It's possible you'll do even greater things..

Stop it Larchen.. Stop looking at busty young assistants or i'll kill you, remember.

I'm just wishing you the best success..

I just hope no one ends in jail at the end of the day.. Fowliang looked at a corner of the room.

A large group of cold iron sect members just entered the auction house. They moved slowly with sulking expressions.

So, what are they going to bid on ?

I've some agricultural items... I've some information that they lucked out on their farming this season..

What if they don't get it.. ? It is more than likely...

Well, then that'd be a good opportunity to teach them a lesson.. i doubt they'd be that stupid.. Anyway, double check out the security perimeter while i conduct business.

Ehm, the next item is a seed. It is a foreign fruit, that grows at a rapid rate regardless of the weather.. It is called a lemon i'm told, and it's been obtained from the richer northern lands..

Here we go, Larchen sighed..

Since its summer now, it'd produce even more... and quickly...

This created some buzz among the bidders, they started shifting with anticipation, animated in various ways..

Let's see what these dishonorable people do ? Larchen watched them carefully.

There were instant bids, as Fowliang opened the bidding, the price were quickly going out of the price range of riff raff, that perhaps included cold iron sect.

Farming required planning, and large equipment.. Larchen wondered about what were they planning ..

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Larchen looked at Fowliang. He was in a complicated mood.. He watched her in action, as for once the provider of the house hold.. She couldn't stop looking at her..

Larchen.. come back to reality.. its not the time... You are like the weather that comes to town.. Keep your focus please..

Well, so long as there are interesting items, what's next ?

Some sort of key, that is supposed to make friendships, or break them.. Let me warn you, i'm too tired, you are forbidden to put your thing in my various holes tonight, let me warn you before hand, i will resist you animal..

Working wives are truly different huh ? Anyway, i'm always committed to reach my goal... i'll take that castle anyway, and fill its water ways eventually.

I give up, someone shouted in anger.. i can't go any higher... The bidding were intensifying.

The room was tense.. Some people had angry faces... Some were keeping their temper under wraps..

Alright, going once going twice.. Congrats to the statesman at the back row, he retains this seed. Auctioneer banged the gavel.

Thirty or so members of the cold iron sect had very very bad expressions.. They would probably invite the winner to volunteer to support their cause at some point.

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Fowliang looked at Larchen..He was her husband.. A young cultivator from her own sect.. He was looking at the crowd as if they were a naughty pupils.. She could tell he was trying to find out who would make trouble.. There were surely multiple bad apples in the crowd.. Some shady ancient cultivators..

She appreciated his efforts.. He was as cold as the mountain... His life of twenty years, were an experiment.. Fowliang understood... Most people at that age, could understand nothing about life. Everyone else was the audience to this experiment.

She really made use of him, to improve her quality of life.. If work could really kill a person.. he would be first to go... She gave ass for money... basically or rather technically.. Fowliang's various sexual organs ached with pain.. her womanly opening were in bad shape, but this didn't stop Larchen, who was more than happy to park his ship wherever he could find, he didn't mind the unconventional shame.. He never ever stopped..

In a way, she couldn't say anything, cause they were married and he took care of the house hold. She ultimately always had to let him have his way.. She simply had to commit his various sexual acts towards her. Which resulted everyone being aware of their relationship. Rumors formed immediately as people noticed things, it was human nature..

Larchen sighed.. He was looking a the crowd, to find out troublemakers.. His vision swam , from too much concentration.. The variety in the rag tag bunch of bidders were truly crazy, it was hard to fathom. Time would come when some of these would play game of chicken with law authorities and end up in county jail..

Larchen activated his sight art.. The signal converted, in various others ways. There were a few people of concern,
there was a pervert, as well as someone who gave off a very strange energetic aura. He was shining like a bomb... then the energy lines stopped shining for a few seconds, then it started again.

Wonderful Larchen... I really must thank you later on. Fowliang said.

He looked over the private booths.. There were no way to tell anything about ten or so of them.. Larchen activated his second eye, which handled the issue of the walls.. At one room sat a firm and formal looking man in a black suit..
He looked like he was an executive arm of a famous sect, an accomplished person.

There was a person who .. gave him a thumbs up, he looked like a young hero, and noticed he was looking, probably the instant he activated his double sight art.. He was grinning and giving him a thumbs up, Larchen laughed. There was a person who was known to be a business man, owner of multiple workshops about whom many written text were available.

There was an elder of cold iron sect.. He saw another business woman.. or an adventurer.. Some of them noticed he were looking, some didn't.. and they reacted in various ways.. First some discomfort, then the realization, (that he was a security guard, basically)

Another person were writing some stuff on a ledger.. He didn't lift his gaze. There was the lady with the nice dress, and the heels, she was hot and grand..

Larchen... Fowliang warned.. I'll seriously kick your ass, i'm telling you bastard, i will kick your ass. Stop resting your gaze on chicks.. you are getting bad habits, i'll cut off your eyes and ears at this rate.

Could you not bother me, while i'm using straining arts... ? I'm looking for suspects here.. As per my duty, to you.. I'm a supporter for your cause..

He kept his sight moving. There was a really bulky man, who looked experienced and was probably a strong cultivator. Then there was the lady who looked strange that Fowliang warned him with her story..

Surprisingly he couldn't see the last one.. It was walled, or rather fenced from his sight.. Larchen sighed, probably not a criminal, as much as someone who valued their privacy.