Chapitre 152: Chapter 151: Encountering Ya Fei Again
After both parties took their seats as guest and host, the woman in the red brocade robe waved away the maids and personally poured tea.
"Mr. Wei, it's been two years since we last met. I didn't expect to see you again in the Capital. I'm truly delighted," the woman in the brocade robe said with a smile as she bent down to pour the tea. With her leaning forward, the fullness of her bosom beneath the brocade robe appeared rounded and perky, extremely alluring.
She was Ya Fei, the chief auctioneer from the branch of the Mittel Auction House in Wutan City.
"I didn't expect to encounter Miss Ya Fei in the Capital; it's quite the coincidence," Wei Yang nodded.
"After completing my family training, they transferred me back to the Capital, seeing my good performance, and put me in charge of some affairs."
Ya Fei sat down gracefully opposite him, legs together and tilted to one side, and said, "Speaking of which, my impressive achievement in such a small place like Wutan City that satisfied the family was all thanks to Mr. Wei. Without your support, I wouldn't have been able to make the family look at me with new eyes."
"Our deal was mutually beneficial, nothing more than getting what we each needed. It's not worth mentioning support," Wei Yang waved his hand dismissively.
Upon hearing this, Ya Fei's lips tightened slightly, a faint hint of disappointment in her eyes, and she smiled lightly, "Mr. Wei, you're joking. With your status, if you wanted to make deals, many people would be fighting to approach you first. Why would it be my turn?"
As she spoke, she clasped her hands in front of her abdomen, body leaning slightly forward, as a gesture of gratitude.
With this courteous gesture, the tightly wrapped brocade robe slightly loosened, revealing a tantalizing cleavage and an expanse of white skin.
Wei Yang quickly averted his gaze, not daring to look any further.
Because beside him, Xian'er's sidelong glance was gradually becoming somewhat dangerous.
Wei Yang couldn't help but complain internally. Tonight, he thought he might have to do some explaining and wasn't sure if he could smoothly go to bed.
What's with this Ya Fei today?
Does she not get the hint?
Can't she see that there's someone beside me? Flaunting herself like this is getting me into trouble!
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Noticing Wei Yang's immediate avoidance, Ya Fei felt disheartened, inevitably experiencing bitterness, irritation, and a sense of defeat.
How many times has this happened?
Her beauty, which she always prided herself on, was repeatedly ignored by him.
Yes, ignored!
In her over twenty years of life, she's never encountered such a person.
Not even a polite refusal, just complete indifference.
She couldn't understand. Did her charm really seem that lacking to him?
She certainly noticed the presence of Xian'er and Qinglin, but so what?
In a world where individual strength can override all, the treatment of the strong naturally differs from ordinary people.
This was what she believed to be axiomatic.
Previously, when Wei Yang ignored her, Ya Fei didn't feel as affected, but today was different because he had other women by his side, with whom he shared intimate moments.
This strangely annoyed her and made her slightly irrational.
Truth be told, she didn't truly have deep feelings for Wei Yang.
But she did have quite a fondness!
She didn't know why, but she was so intrigued by this mysterious man.
The more he ignored her, the more it spurred her competitive spirit.
"So he isn't uninterested in women, he just isn't interested in me!" This was Ya Fei's current thought.
She glanced at Xian'er and Qinglin, not feeling inferior in terms of beauty compared to those two women opposite her. That was her confidence.
The only difference might be in her talent for cultivation.
In her twenties, she barely stepped into the realm of fighters, a bitter sting in her heart as her emotions grew complex.
Cultivation talent had always been her pain point.
Otherwise, if she had half of Nalan Yanran's talent, her status in the family wouldn't be as awkward as it is today.
She would surely be renowned throughout the capital as a revered daughter of heaven, not just known for her beauty.
Of course, if she knew that Wei Yang had little interest even in a beauty like Medusa, she might feel more balanced inside.
The atmosphere in the VIP room grew strangely silent and awkward.
Wei Yang remained silent; Xian'er and Qinglin also did not speak.
Astonishingly, Ya Fei, the host, said nothing.
Who knew if she was sulking or contemplating something.
The awkward silence was palpable.
Wei Yang frowned internally, wondering what was wrong with this woman today.
Could it be that time of the month?
She was very different from the capable and astute Ya Fei he knew.
"Miss Ya Fei, today I came to make a transaction with you," Wei Yang had to remind her.
He thought to hurry and finish this matter, then leave. It would be better not to deal with this woman again; she's troublesome.
"Oh? Sorry, I was just pondering something and got lost in thought."
Ya Fei apologized with a smile, then took a light breath to restore normalcy and seriousness, asking, "May I know what Mr. Wei needs this time?"
Wei Yang looked towards Xian'er and said warmly, "You go ahead."
"Alright." Xian'er nodded.
Given that she was preparing to participate in the Alchemist Conference, she needed to gather ingredients for the pill she intended to refine.
Xian'er flipped her hand, taking out a piece of white paper and handed it over, "Do you have these medicinal ingredients at your auction house?"
Ya Fei took the paper, glanced over the names of the ingredients, and was momentarily surprised and astonished, but she asked, "May I know this lady's name?"
An experienced observer, she immediately noticed Xian'er was no longer a maiden, a fact that inexplicably brought a sourness to her heart.
"My surname is Ye," Xian'er answered directly.
"So, it's Miss Ye." Ya Fei smiled and nodded.
Xian'er narrowed her eyes slightly, watching her without speaking.
Wei Yang swiftly scanned the names of the ingredients on the paper and was also somewhat taken aback. This girl, Xian'er, actually intended to refine such a pill?
This could get interesting.
The type of pill Xian'er wanted to make was quite the coincidence.
Wei Yang rubbed his chin, reminded of the scene from the original work's final battle at the Alchemist Conference.
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"While these herbs aren't of high grade, being only fourth-tier, they're quite rare and not ordinary," Ya Fei said after carefully reviewing the list again, smiling.
"Yes." Xian'er nodded slightly, asking softly, "Can your auction house help me gather these ingredients?"
Resting her delicate chin on her hand, Ya Fei pondered for a moment before shaking her head apologetically, "I'm sorry, Miss Ye, but because the Alchemist Conference is being held here in the Capital, many alchemists have flocked to the city recently."
"This has resulted in our auction house's stock of medicinal ingredients depleting quickly, even with a premium price."
"So, I'm really sorry, but I can't gather all the ingredients on this list at the moment."
Discussing business, Ya Fei reverted to her usual capable and perceptive self.
"How many can you gather?" Xian'er asked, frowning.
"Gathering all of them is indeed difficult, but obtaining most of the ingredients on this list shouldn't be a problem," Ya Fei contemplated aloud.
"Only most of them, huh? Alright, I'll find another way for the rest," Xian'er relented.
"But Miss Ye, these ingredients are considered rare fourth-tier herbs, which would usually fetch at least fifty thousand gold coins each at auction, even more if they're available."
"During this time, because of the Alchemist Conference, the prices have likely gone up as well. May I know if you can accept this?" Ya Fei asked with a smile.
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