This person came with an order from the chief guest of the Immortal Palace, and he is definitely an important figure in the Qianxian Palace.
Even Wanbao Chamber of Commerce does not dare to offend in any way.
This means only recognizing the brand but not the person.
The deterrent effect of this sign is effective in the entire Qiandao Prefecture. Even outside the Qiandao Prefecture, it can be effective wherever there is an Immortal Mansion in charge.
"Amitabha, thank you so much, donor."
Huikong saluted politely, and then followed the old man in white into the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce.
Everyone I met along the way saluted Huikong.
To be precise, he saluted the token in Huikong's hand.
soon.
Huikong came to a lobby.
There are many people inside.
One of them is an acquaintance, it is Yan Ruxin, the beautiful woman who hosted the auction.
Except for Shen Guhong, the president of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, all the senior officials of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce are already here.
Seeing Huikong, everyone present showed surprise.
Especially Yan Ruxin, whose beautiful eyes are full of suspicion.
"Isn't this monk the one who follows Patriarch Tiezhu?"
Huikong followed Ye Qingyun to the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, and naturally Yan Ruxin also met Huikong.
Moreover, monks are rare in the Zhenyuan world, so Yan Ruxin can naturally recognize them at a glance.
"Amitabha, all donors are polite."
Facing the senior executives of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, Huikong remained calm and bowed to them with his hands clasped together.
"Master, you are very polite, but I don't know what the important thing is for you to come here?"
Yan Ruxin took the initiative to ask.
"The poor monk came here on orders, hoping to buy something from your Chamber of Commerce."
"Buy something?"
Yan Ruxin frowned slightly.
Do you need to meet so many high-ranking people to buy something?
Wouldn't it be possible to just find someone?
"But I don't know what the master wants to buy?"
Yan Ruxin is curious
asked.
"A mask."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone present changed.
mask!
This monk actually came here for that mask?
But the matter of the mask is very secret and has probably not been spread out yet. How did the monk know about it?
"But I don't know what kind of mask the master is talking about?"
Yan Ruxin remained calm and continued to ask.
"The mask of the sacred beast of the twelve immortal envoys of the Immortal King of Creation."
really!
Everyone's heart sank.
This monk really came here for the masks of the Twelve Immortals.
The Wanbao Chamber of Commerce did obtain a mask, and after many people's appraisals, it was confirmed that it was one of the masks of the twelve immortals of the Immortal Palace of Creation in the past.
It is an extraordinary treasure!
Extremely valuable!
Therefore, the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce plans to put this item at auction to maximize the value of this treasure.
Unexpectedly.
This monk actually came directly to the door.
I have to buy this mask if I ask.
"Well, Master may have misunderstood. Our chamber of commerce does not have any masks of holy beasts."
Yan Ruxin had an apologetic look on her face, she would just lie with her mouth open.
Hearing this, Huikong stared at Yan Ruxin with burning eyes.
Staring at Yan Ruxin made her feel a little uncomfortable.
I felt like my body, from the outside to the inside, was being seen by the monk in front of me.
It seems that no matter how many hairs I have, I can't escape this monk's eyes.
Yan Ruxin's eyes suddenly flickered, and she did not dare to look at Huikong.
"Amitabha."
Huikong smiled faintly and withdrew his gaze.
"The Holy Son has ordered that your Chamber of Commerce can bid. No matter how much the price is, as long as it is reasonable, there will be no bargaining."
Yan Ruxin still shook her head.
"If so, our Wanbao Chamber of Commerce will naturally be willing to do this business, but our Wanbao Chamber of Commerce does not have any masks of holy beasts. Master, please don't force others to do anything."
Huikong sighed after hearing this.
"Amitabha, okay then."
"The poor monk has no choice but to ask others to come and negotiate with your merchant."
Yan Ruxin was startled.
"Who does the master want to invite?"
Huikong showed a cunning look while taking out the jade slip for communication.
"Nothing, it's just Mr. Qin Nanfeng, the headquarter of Qianxian Mansion."
"She's my best friend."
Chapter completed!