"The most inconspicuous fatty actually played the act of a pig to eat a tiger, even tricking Young Master Jiang."
"Alas, perhaps I'm truly getting old, unable to distinguish truth from falsehood, or whose strength is truly greater."
"At an auction, whoever has money makes the loudest noise. So what if it's Jiang Feng? Without money, he's still useless."
As the fatty secured the Nine-Eyed Heavenly Pearl Bracelet, the expressions of everyone present were exceptionally varied.
However, the fatty, who was the subject of much discussion, remained low-key, as if he weren't the one who had just spent a fortune acquiring the Nine-Eyed Heavenly Pearl Bracelet.
As for Jiang Feng, who had lost in the auction, he left before it concluded.
To him, it was simply too humiliating.
Jiang Feng, who was always concerned with his reputation, naturally couldn't remain any longer.
The person in the best mood at the auction was undoubtedly Gong Chengbin.
First, during the bidding, he had played a trick on Jiang Feng, making him gnash his teeth in anger.
Then, witnessing Jiang Feng being outshone by someone who spent an astonishing one hundred million, Gong Chengbin felt the day was well spent.
If not for the many people around, he would have jumped up and applauded, wishing that bastard Jiang Feng would explode with anger.
After collecting his auction item, Gong Chengbin walked towards the exit with Du Fei.
However, to their surprise, they were stopped at the door.
Seeing who it was, Gong Chengbin was somewhat surprised, for it was the fatty who had recently garnered so much attention by spending one hundred million on the Nine-Eyed Heavenly Pearl Bracelet.
Why was this guy stopping them? Gong Chengbin was puzzled.
"Can I speak with you alone?"
What surprised Gong Chengbin even more was that the fatty wanted to speak with Du Fei.
Gong Chengbin glanced at Du Fei, who nodded.
"I'll wait for you in the car."
Gong Chengbin said and then left the auction hall.
Following that, Du Fei and the fatty entered a room in the auction house.
As soon as Du Fei entered the room, he felt a gust of wind hit his face.
Without thinking, he raised his hand and pushed out.
Boom!
With a loud bang, the items in the room shook.
Did the fatty intend to ambush him?
Du Fei immediately adopted a defensive stance.
Honestly, he had considered many reasons for the fatty seeking him out, but he never expected that the other party would try to attack him.
Could it be because the item he had just asked Gong Chengbin to bid on was also coveted by the fatty?
However, if the guy wanted it, he could simply bid for it himself.
Besides, the price of over a hundred million for the Nine-Eyed Heavenly Pearl Bracelet didn't faze him; eighty thousand was nothing.
Was it necessary for this guy to ask him out alone and then attack him?
"As expected, you are also a martial artist."
However, the fatty's next words left Du Fei stunned.
"Martial artist? What martial artist?"
Du Fei asked, bewildered, after regaining his composure.
The fatty's words were simply too nonsensical. How was he a martial artist?
The fatty also expressed surprise, "You actually don't know what a martial artist is? That shouldn't be the case. If you weren't a martial artist, why would you bid for the Tian Yuan Fruit?"
"You're saying this thing is called Tian Yuan Fruit?"
Du Fei took out the wooden box he had just acquired, opened it, and pointed at the object inside, which looked very much like a peach pit.
The fatty nodded. "Wait, if you're not a martial artist, you wouldn't have been able to block my palm just now. You're not being honest!"
The fatty suddenly remembered that the reason he attacked Du Fei just now was to test his martial arts skills.
Du Fei had easily taken his palm strike, so why was he denying being a martial artist afterward?
Therefore, he suspected Du Fei was lying to him.
"Firstly, I genuinely don't know what you mean by 'martial artist.' As for being able to block your palm, you attacked me as soon as you entered. Shouldn't you give me an explanation for that?"
Du Fei disliked being questioned, but at this moment, the fatty accusing him of dishonesty, coupled with the surprise attack, meant he deserved an explanation.
Otherwise, Du Fei would not let him off easily.
"Oh dear, my apologies. I was just trying to test your skills. If you weren't a martial artist, I would have stopped," the fatty scratched his head, appearing somewhat embarrassed. "However, it seems you really don't know what a martial artist is."
After repeated confirmation, the fatty realized that Du Fei genuinely didn't know what a martial artist was. So, after apologizing, he voluntarily introduced himself as Fang Chao, hailing from a reclusive martial artist family.
"Martial artist family?"
Du Fei murmured the words, finding them intriguing.
Fang Chao nodded. "Yes, if I didn't come from a martial artist family, where would I have gotten these skills?"
Fang Chao then explained to Du Fei that in fact, there were many martial artists throughout China, but most of them chose to live in seclusion within the cities.
Firstly, martial artists needed to cultivate, and secondly, martial arts were not regulated. For martial artists like them, any display of their abilities would cause a significant stir, hence the strict surveillance by the authorities.
Once any martial artist crossed the authorities' bottom line, they, along with their families or organizations, would be eradicated.
Despite possessing superhuman abilities that surpassed ordinary people, martial artists could still be harmed by various weapons in an era of advanced technology.
Thus, over time, martial artist families opted for seclusion, generally not interfering with the lives of ordinary people unless absolutely necessary.
"Actually, 'martial artist' is just a general term for people like us. It seems you're a lone cultivator. Who taught you your skills? You were able to easily block half of my power, which indicates your cultivation is not low."
After providing Du Fei with a brief introduction, Fang Chao scrutinized him, showing considerable interest in the origins of his martial arts.
Du Fei didn't want Fang Chao to know that he had inherited ancestral knowledge from a jade pendant, as it was too astonishing.
So, he changed his story, claiming his martial arts were taught by his grandfather. However, his grandfather only taught him the techniques and said nothing else, which was why Du Fei only learned about the existence of martial artists after meeting Fang Chao.
"Oh, I see."
Fang Chao appeared to understand.
Du Fei didn't want to dwell on the topic and thus asked, "By the way, you mentioned earlier that this item is called Tian Yuan Fruit. Since you recognize it, you must know its effects."
Although Du Fei's heart had accelerated the moment he saw the Tian Yuan Fruit, compelling him to obtain it, he remained completely ignorant of its purpose and effects.
However, Fang Chao's immediate recognition of its name suggested he would know.