"Forget it, since it was brought by Miss Lu, then let him come in with him." Meng Qi shook the folding fan and said disapprovingly.

The woman dressed up in high spirits immediately said coquettishly: "Brother Meng is still arrogant. If it weren't for you, we might not have had the chance to approach the prince."

This sentence touched Meng Qi's heart.

Meng Qi shook the fan and laughed: "It's okay, after all, my father is a VIP guest in the Tibetan Dragon Palace. It's not difficult to get into a second-level private room."

Meng Qi's father is the helm leader of the Netherworld Demon Sect.

Among the Netherworld Demon Sect, the helm leader is second only to the deputy sect leader.

After Meng Qi finished speaking, he slapped the folding fan and pointed to the auction and said, "Let's go, let's talk about it later."

Everyone was overjoyed and hurriedly walked in with Meng Qi.

In the Hidden Dragon Hall, it is magnificent.

Lu Yu noticed that this place seemed to be larger than the branch hall in Han Haicheng.

Some tall columns support the roof beams, and lifelike dragon sculptures are carved on the edges of the columns.

Many precious magic weapons are embedded in the surrounding walls, emitting dazzling light.

It seems that this is not the first time Lu Cuiting has been here, and it is even more so for the rest of the people.

When he saw Lu Yu coming in, he looked everywhere and couldn't help but sneer flashed through his heart.

Sure enough, he was just a local bun who had never seen the world.

"Brother, I don't know where you came from?" Meng Qi asked.

Lu Yu said indifferently: "I was a casual cultivator."

"Disperous cultivator? It's good for casual cultivators, so free." Meng Qi's voice was filled with a hint of mockery.

Only those who cannot find the sect will become casual cultivators.

In his heart, Lu Yu's strength couldn't help but be a little lower.

"This guest official, do you have an appointment?" A guy walked over quickly and said politely.

Meng Qizhi shook the card in his hand arrogantly: "I have booked here a long time ago, and lead the way."

The guy was also a monk with a sharp look, and he could tell the authenticity of the card at a glance.

"It turns out to be the young master of the Meng family, please come in." The guy respectfully led everyone into a luxurious private room.

The entire private room is very spacious, and the scene of the entire auction house can be seen from the huge window.

"Miss Lu, you guys go in first. I have something to say to your friend." Meng Qi smiled.

Lu Cuiting hesitated for a moment, but after all, this time it was Meng Qi invited them, and it would be obviously impolite if they refused flatly.

"Okay." Lu Cuiting entered the private room directly.

Seeing that everyone else went in, Meng Qi turned his head and stared at Lu Yu with a grim smile.

"Boy, do you know my identity?" Meng Qi said coldly.

Lu Yu glanced at him indifferently and ignored him.

When Meng Qi saw Lu Yu not speaking, he said even more wildly: "My father is the helm leader! You are a little traveler, it is better not to disobey me and get out of here, otherwise I will make you regret it!"

Lu Yu said: "Your father is the helm leader, what does it have to do with you?"

With one sentence, Meng Qi choked.

But then, Meng Qi sneered: "Yes, although I don't hold any position in the Netherworld Demon Sect, I'm not something that a small person like you can afford to provoke."

"Come!" Meng Qi waved.

Suddenly, a few guys rushed out from the side.

Meng Qi pointed at Lu Yu: "The ticket on him is invalid. I don't want to invite this person again and drive him out for me."

After saying that, Meng Qi left with her sleeves.

He believed that Lu Yu would never appear in front of him again.
Chapter completed!