As A Trash Collector, I Collected A Imperial Jade Seal

Chapter 635: The Sheep Head

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Having meticulously inspected the hotel’s facilities and satisfied himself that everything was up to standard, Luo Feng checked in, finally able to relax.

A long day of travel had left Luo Feng rather weary. Without further ado, he slipped into bed and was soon enveloped by sleep.

The next morning, Luo Feng was roused by a clamor from outside his window. Drawing back the curtains, he discovered a promotional vehicle for the upcoming auction parading down the street. The scale of the auction, he had to concede, was impressive.

In addition to the “Sheep Head,” the auction was set to feature a host of valuable items, all touted as rare treasures with bids starting in the millions.

After rising and attending to his morning routine, Luo Feng left the hotel and headed for the auction. Upon arrival, he found a VIP seat waiting for him. The sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs (ꜰ)ir(e).nᴇt

After all, he was there on a mission to reclaim a national treasure. Should he find himself amidst the crowd in the main hall, he risked attracting unwanted attention, which could lead to disastrous consequences for the Sheep Head.

As soon as Luo Feng settled into his private box, a group of people began whispering among themselves, their eyes trained on him.

“Are you certain it was this youngster who saved the lady yesterday?” A man nearing seventy, known as Charles, asked in a hushed tone.

The bodyguard by his side was quick to respond, “Yesterday, we were protecting the young lady from the shadows, ready to intervene. However, this lad stepped in, neutralized the threats, and allowed the young lady to leave safely. That’s why we never revealed ourselves.”

Listening to the report, Charles furrowed his brow. He was uncertain who this young man was or what his motives might be.

However, based on current evidence, he seemed more likely to be a friend than a foe. Perhaps he was just an outsider who had assisted his daughter in hopes of earning his goodwill.

At the moment, Charles had other concerns, namely two other individuals: Richard and Mike.

These two had been his rivals for a lifetime, constantly trying to outdo him at every turn.

Just last month, Charles had encroached upon Richard’s liquor business, leading to significant financial losses for Richard.

Charles suspected that the one causing his daughter trouble was likely Richard.

Today, an estate teetering on the brink of bankruptcy was set to be auctioned. The soil of this estate was unique, and the grapes it bore made a wine that was more aromatic and sweeter than any other.

Under normal circumstances, this estate should have been prospering. However, once Richard set his sights on it, everything changed.

Richard resorted to all sorts of underhanded tactics to disrupt the estate’s financial stability until it was on the brink of bankruptcy.

He then approached the estate’s owners, offering to salvage their dire situation in exchange for a 51% stake in the estate.

The owner, a man of integrity, knew all too well that Richard was the puppeteer behind this fiasco. He swore that even if he had to sell the estate, he would never succumb to Richard.

Thus, the stage was set for today’s auction, with Richard, Charles, and Mike in fierce competition for the estate.

The auction was about to begin. Charles and Richard each retreated to their private boxes, while Mike arrived just in the nick of time.

The auction commenced with a series of less significant items. Although these were considered rare treasures, they paled in comparison to the star lots yet to come and barely garnered the attention of the wealthy bidders. The patrons in the private boxes were growing bored and drowsy.

Finally, the much-anticipated estate took the stage.

“30 million!” “35 million!”

“40 million!”

As the three tycoons engaged in their bidding war, Luo Feng remained disinterested in his VIP seat.

After all, he had no plans to settle in America, so even an estate of this grandeur held no appeal for him.

Just as Luo Feng was about to drift off to sleep, a sudden noise jolted him awake.

The door to his box had been quietly opened from the outside.

Luo Feng’s body instantly tensed, his hand gripping the armrest of his chair, ready to spring into action at a moment’s notice.

He had just arrived in America, and he knew he couldn’t afford to be careless. However, when the door swung open, he was greeted by the face of the young woman he had saved the day before.

Seeing her, Luo Feng’s tension dissipated.

The young woman seemed unsurprised to see Luo Feng, indicating that she had sought him out intentionally.

“Thank you for your help yesterday,” she said, taking a seat next to Luo Feng and nonchalantly picking up a pastry from the table.

“Do you need something?” Luo Feng asked.

“No, nothing in particular. I just wanted to enjoy the excitement of the auction,” she replied, munching on her pastry and glancing out the window at the auction below.

“The view in the main hall isn’t good; I can’t see anything. I can’t enter anyone else’s box, so I had no choice but to come here.”

Her words were so matter-of-fact that they left Luo Feng momentarily dumbfounded..