Du Wei was not angry, but instead laughed: "It turns out that Your Highness is unfair in accusing me. Well, there are so many distinguished old and new friends here, and the reputation of my Tulip family's auction house cannot be criticized casually.

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After a pause, he said slowly: "Your Highness, if you want justice, I will give you justice!"

At this point, Du Wei's face suddenly darkened. His whole body naturally exuded a kind of majesty, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Where is the guard at the auction house! Get in here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two people wearing tulip auction house attendant uniforms came in quickly from the door, facing Du Wei's box on the second floor from a distance, and knelt on one knee on the ground.

"Are you two the guards today?" Du Wei's eyes were cold.

The two looked at each other and said at the same time: "...Yes."

"Okay." Du Wei nodded, tapped the railing with his fingers, and said slowly: "Let me ask you, what is the fourth rule of the auction venue?"

The faces of the two people changed. The man on the left looked pale and dared not speak. The man on the right mustered up the courage and gritted his teeth and said: "Sir... The fourth rule of the auction house is: once the auction starts, the door will be closed immediately. During the auction, no one can

No entry is allowed, even if you have an admission ticket, it is expired and invalid!"

"Hmph! I know how to memorize it quite well." Du Wei said in a gloomy tone: "Then let me ask you, why was it that more than half of the auction was going on, and still someone was able to come in!"

The speaker on the right raised his head, looked at Du Wei from a distance, with a troubled look on his face, and hesitated: "Master... because... because..."

"What are you stammering about? As a member of the Tulip family, can't you even speak?" Du Wei raised his eyebrows. The man below felt the murderous look in Du Wei's eyes and hurriedly said loudly:

"Master! Because the person coming is Her Royal Highness the Saint, with a noble status, we dare not stop her."

"You have a noble status and you don't dare to stop it?!" Du Wei's face became more and more ugly, but he was laughing secretly in his heart and said angrily: "In the auction house, you must abide by the rules here! No waiting after the expiration date! This is

The rules have been set since the opening of this place! Regardless of the visitor's identity, regardless of whether he or she holds a ticket, once the auction starts, the door will be closed immediately! No entry or exit is allowed! As doormen, you are breaking these most basic rules at will!! What do you think of this place?

This is the place! The rules of my auction house treat everyone equally. Regardless of their status, everyone who participates in the auction must abide by the rules of the game here. The highest bidder wins! When did the standard here become measured by the rank and status?

!If it’s based on rank and status, why is there an auction?”

The speaker was quite clever. He quickly lowered his head and said loudly: "Master! Yes, we were wrong! We are willing to accept the punishment!"

Du Wei's face softened slightly and he said coldly: "From today on, you don't have to do the job of guarding the auction house. Go down and receive ten lashes each!"

The two doormen nodded repeatedly and climbed out together.

Du Wei's voice was stern, and no one in the audience dared to interrupt at this time. Du Wei dealt with his men first. The method was considered fair by everyone. Then Du Wei turned his head and looked at the saint in the box next door, coldly

He said: "Your Highness, my subordinates broke the rules and I punished them. However, you entering the venue midway today is absolutely not allowed here. Although you have a noble status, in business, I only care about business."

The price is high or low, regardless of status..."

The saint was so angry that she couldn't help but said dissatisfiedly: "Duke Tulip, do you want to drive me out?"

Du Wei laughed and said: "You are a saint in the temple and a princess. Although I have broken the rules here. But you rarely come here. If you don't know the rules here, it is the doorman's fault. How dare I

Are you driving someone like you out here?"

When he said this, the saint's eyes became a little more relieved. But then he heard Du Wei say lightly: "It's just..."

"Just what?" The saint frowned.

This was not the first time that she and Du Wei had gone against each other. The two had their first confrontation at the slave market two years ago. At that time, Du Wei cleverly gave her a bad look. Of course, she still remembered it and knew that the Tulip Duke was cunning.

, my heart suddenly became alert.

"Excuse me, Your Highness, since you are here today, you must have tickets in your hand."

The saint said coldly: "Of course there are."

"Okay." Du Wei nodded. His voice became gentler, but it made the saint feel uneasy. Du Wei continued to smile and said: "It's just that your highness, you probably don't know the rules here. Although you have a ticket here,

But these tickets can only be used to sit in the lower seats, but the upper boxes cannot be entered."

"You!" The saint suddenly became angry, but she suppressed her anger in an instant. Her voice became gentle. She smiled and said: "Why is Duke Tulip so stingy? Besides, this is Master Dupont's box. He invited me up.

, there’s nothing wrong with it.”

"Business is business." Du Wei shook his head: "First of all, you have a distinguished status. When you came to my place, you gave me great face. However, after all, the country has national laws and the family has its own rules. Although you have a high status,

Noble, but among all the guests who can come to me, which one is not a noble person of great status? Although you are a saint and a princess, you cannot break my rules. Otherwise, spread the word, if it is said that as long as you are

As a princess, with a noble title, you can sit in my VIP seat without spending a copper. If word spreads in the future, I won’t have to do business! There are more than a dozen private rooms here, and every place you can get there is full of flowers.

Those who have spent a lot of money, since they have spent money, are my customers, Du Wei. If others can enjoy it by paying money, but you can get it without spending money... then for these customers of mine who spend money, it can be

It’s so unfair, please tell me right.”

When asked this question, all the guests who were loyal to the regent responded loudly in the affirmative.

Although the saint's face was covered with a veil, judging from her eyes, her expression at this moment must not be good-looking.

But the idiot young man from the Senna family yelled angrily: "Duwei! This box belongs to our family. Since I invited Verona up, and my family spent money to book this box, why do you drive her out!"

Du Wei's eyes suddenly shot towards the young master, and he snorted heavily. He had killed many people in the northwest, so he naturally developed a power. With such a snort and glare, the young master Du Pont suddenly felt his legs weak.

Feeling cold all over.

"Dupont-Senna." Du Wei simply called him by his name and said coldly: "Remember your identity! Although you are the son of the Marquis of Seine, you don't have any title now, you are just a white one! I am the Duke of Tulip.

Are you worthy of calling this name? Who do you think you are?"

These two sentences immediately made Dupont blush, but in the face of Du Wei's murderous intent, he did not dare to say anything else.

Originally, etiquette was the most important thing in the aristocratic circle. Unless they were extremely close friends, they would only call each other by their first names in private. In public situations, honorifics were generally used, otherwise, it would be considered disrespectful. Dupont was angry just now.

He actually called Du Wei by his first name, which was already a big disrespect. Although Du Wei's two sarcastic words were a bit harsh, no one else thought it was Du Wei's fault.

"Also, Mr. Dupont Seine. My rule here is that no one is allowed to carry weapons in the auction house. You are a regular customer here, so you must be aware of this rule. And... not only did you bring

Weapons came in and he openly attacked people here. What do you think of my auction house? Do you think it is your own backyard?"

Du Wei's voice became softer and softer, but Dupont felt a chill from Du Wei's eyes and became more and more frightened.

"I'm very sorry, because you violated the membership rules here and did something that is disgraceful. From now on, I will withdraw the qualifications of the VIP members of the Senna Family. Now please leave the box with your entourage.

In order to express my respect for your father, the Marquis de Seine, I will send someone to return the money your father paid for this box."

Looking at the powerful attendants at the auction house on both sides, this idiot young man still wanted to show off his power, but he had already been picked up and taken out. His steward Dirk bowed deeply to Du Wei from a distance, with a look in his eyes.

Full of gratitude, he wiped the blood on his face and walked out.

Count Villa and De Lanshan looked at each other, with one thought in their minds: The Senna family is in bad luck now! The Marquis of Senna has acted steadily in his life, but he didn't expect that he would be betrayed by his family when he was approaching old age.

Such a bastard son is a drag on me.

Seeing that Dupont was taken out, Her Royal Highness the Saint could not stay in the box. However, she rolled her eyes and said with a sweet smile: "Duke Tulip, do you really want me to go downstairs?"

Du Wei instead laughed and said: "The rules cannot be broken. Logically speaking, distinguished guests in the box can indeed invite others in. It's just that this young master Dupont is no longer qualified... Well, if your highness, you don't mind the roughness of my place,

If so, please come into my box and rest."

The saint smiled brightly. Her voice became softer and softer, and she bowed slightly: "How can Duke Tulip's box be so crude? Thank you for your invitation."

After saying that, she actually walked into Du Wei's box. The attendant behind Du Wei quickly opened the door and invited her in. The saint seemed to act as if what just happened had not happened, and sat down on Du Wei's desk easily.

Position on the ground next to you.

Du Wei couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the eldest prince, father and daughter, are both fuel-efficient lamps.

"Okay. Everyone, the matter has been resolved. Now let the auction continue."

After Du Wei finished his announcement, he saw the young Master Du Pont who was being taken out below, casting a malicious look at him before going out.

He didn't say anything, but the saint next to him seemed to smile and whispered: "Oh, Your Majesty the Duke, it seems that you have offended someone today."

Du Wei curled his lips and said calmly: "It is always inevitable to offend people. But offending an ignorant idiot is nothing. Mistakes are not terrible, but ignorance is terrible."

"Your Majesty, the Duke, is indeed a wisecrack." The saint blinked and smiled deliberately: "But, Your Majesty, the Duke, aren't you afraid of offending me?"

Du Wei chuckled, looked at her, and asked, "Oh? Your Highness, have I offended you?"

"Of course not." The saint's voice was very relaxed: "You invited me to sit in your box. It's too late for me to thank you."

The two of them glanced at each other. They clearly had their own agendas, but they were both smiling happily, and their eyes intertwined, showing a harmonious atmosphere.

On the other hand, the attendant behind Du Wei was horrified and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Darling, this big shot is indeed not simple. Our Duke just stared as if he wanted to kill someone, but now he smiles so beautifully...

There were no major twists and turns in the subsequent auction. Although the mysterious guests from the south tried their best to compete with Du Wei, in the end Du Wei still "bought" the religious artifact for 16 million gold coins.

The sect’s decree.

Sixteen million gold coins... Du Wei's body ached, but he still had some doubts in his heart: Did the temple's conspiracy collapse so easily? There seemed to be some bad enemies.

According to the rules, after the auction, the goods should be inspected in public. However, Du Wei himself is the owner of the auction house, so he easily omitted this step (there was no goods to inspect). On the contrary, Her Royal Highness the Saint, and

Du Wei was in a private room, but she didn't cause any trouble for Du Wei later. She just sat next to Du Wei and talked to Du Wei in some mild words. Although she was wearing a veil, her manners were excellent, and

She has a graceful figure, a soft voice, and a charm of her own. Sitting next to Du Wei, waves of fragrance can be heard from time to time. Du Wei couldn't help but sigh in his heart. No wonder that Dupont boy fell into the beauty trap. This holy lady really has some skills.

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At the end of the auction, everyone wanted to say goodbye to Du Wei. Neither Villa nor Delanshan said anything. They just gave Du Wei a wink and then left. The other guests saw a good show today.

, all felt that the trip was worthwhile, and a few of them knew that Du Wei must go to see Prince Chen, and took the opportunity to convey their loyalty to the regent to Du Wei. After chatting for a while, this princess was the last one to leave.

Before she left, she suddenly looked back at Du Wei and laughed in a low voice: "Well, Your Majesty, tell me, which one is better, the Yeni sect? Or the Mosaic sect?"

After saying that, without waiting for Du Wei's reply, he smiled softly and left.
Chapter completed!