Ye Ling's words stunned everyone present.
Jiang Wenchun's mouth twitched. Thinking he had misheard, he asked Ye Ling incredulously, "Say that again?"
Ye Ling took out the black gold card and smiled, "I said, if you want this card, get on your knees and beg me!"
Hearing Ye Ling's words again, Jiang Wenchun's face turned completely dark.
In Jiang City, he was at least at the upper echelon of society, a prominent figure.
Normally, not to mention Du Yameng, even her father would be all smiles if he were here.
Now, a mere junior dared to tell him to kneel in front of him...
Jiang Wenchun felt greatly insulted!
Wu Zijing was dumbfounded, never expecting Ye Ling to be so audacious!
Even if Ye Ling's family background was prominent, he was still a junior. His blatant disrespect towards Jiang Wenchun in public meant that anything Jiang Wenchun did now would be understandable.
Lu Shaofeng, however, saw an opportunity. He pointed at Ye Ling and yelled, "Who do you think you are, daring to make Uncle Jiang kneel?"
Ye Ling glanced at Lu Shaofeng and flicked the black gold card in his hand, effortlessly severing Lu Shaofeng's finger.
Blood splattered, and Lu Shaofeng cried out in agony.
Everyone in the auction hall was drawn by the commotion around Ye Ling and turned to look.
"My hand! My hand!"
Lu Shaofeng wailed, staring at his missing index finger, unable to believe what had happened!
Jiang Wenchun, however, saw Ye Ling's skill and his expression changed instantly. He quickly said to Wu Zijing, "Hurry and take Shaofeng to the hospital. The finger can still be reattached!"
Jiang Wenchun hadn't expected Ye Ling to dare to act here!
With Ye Ling's skill, calling security would be useless. Although Qingyue Building had its own enforcers, the auction was about to begin. If a fight broke out here, the Jiang family's reputation in Jiang City would be ruined.
Unable to do anything to Ye Ling for the moment, Jiang Wenchun could only suppress his anger.
Wu Zijing was also stunned, but he couldn't think. He quickly picked up Lu Shaofeng's finger, took Lu Shaofeng, and left through the back door to send him to the hospital.
"I'll remember you."
Seeing many guests frowning and looking their way, Jiang Wenchun's mood grew more irritable. This auction was extremely important to the Jiang family, so he could only put Ye Ling aside for now.
He glared coldly at Ye Ling, then called for people to clean up the mess, while he personally went to appease the guests.
Watching Jiang Wenchun's busy retreating figure, Du Yameng whispered to Ye Ling, "Immortal, have we caused too much trouble now?"
Jiang Wenchun was enduring this only because the auction was about to start.
Once the auction ended and the distinguished guests dispersed, Jiang Wenchun would not let them off easily!
"The more trouble, the better."
Ye Ling chuckled, as if nothing had happened before, and sat back in his seat, closing his eyes to rest.
After witnessing Ye Ling's ruthless methods, none of the surrounding elites dared to provoke him again, which afforded Ye Ling a moment of peace.
While resting, Ye Ling transmitted a message to one of his Divine Soldiers, "Tian Zhu, I've been back for over a day. How is the matter I entrusted to you?"
Tian Zhu's true form was a demonic sword, one of the ten ancient demonic weapons of the Eastern Xuan Continent, and also Ye Ling's most frequently used weapon before he ascended to Supremacy.
Upon his return, Ye Ling had only brought ten Divine Soldiers with him, and Tian Zhu was one of them.
"Reporting to Your Imperial Majesty, your subordinate has taken control of the Tianyi Financial Group. This group controls assets worth ten trillion, influencing the economic lifelines of multiple countries, and can provide ample financial resources for Your Imperial Majesty to establish the Demonic Palace."
Tian Zhu's voice echoed in Ye Ling's mind, his tone indifferent, as if he had done something trivial.
For Tian Zhu, one day was enough to turn the Earth upside down. Investigating and controlling a giant financial group with sufficient power was easily accomplished overnight.
If Ye Ling hadn't forbidden his Divine Soldiers from interfering in Chinese affairs, his ten Divine Soldiers could have wiped out all of Ye Ling's enemies in China on the very first day of his return!
"Hmm, send me an unlimited card. I have a use for it here."
"Yes."
As Tian Zhu finished speaking, the space in front of Ye Ling slightly distorted, and a black bank card engraved with the World Tree fell into Ye Ling's hand.
Ye Ling put away the bank card and transmitted another message, "By the way, Tian Zhu, is there any news of Ye You?"
"Apologies, Your Imperial Majesty, I have not sensed the bloodline aura of Princess Ye You."
"Cannot sense it..."
Hearing Tian Zhu's words, Ye Ling frowned.
The ten Divine Soldiers were bound to Ye Ling by blood pacts, and Ye You and Ye Ling were siblings, sharing almost identical blood.
Logically, with the capabilities of the ten Divine Soldiers, it should have been enough to find Ye You through her bloodline within a day.
Yet, Tian Zhu had no news of Ye You, and the other Divine Soldiers had not responded either.
Such a situation...
Either Ye You was no longer alive, or Ye You had learned some technique to conceal her aura.
Thinking of this, Ye Ling sighed slightly and said, "Continue your search. There are cultivators in this world, and Ye You might be hiding herself. Do not give up searching."
"Your Imperial Majesty, if I may be so bold, with Earth's cultivation system, in just six years, Princess Ye You likely couldn't have cultivated to a level that could hide from us..."
"I told you to keep searching!"
"Your subordinate admits his mistake!"
Ye Ling's tone suddenly turned cold, and Tian Zhu dared not speak further.
"Immortal?"
Beside him, Du Yameng felt Ye Ling's aura change drastically and was startled, asking him in a trembling voice.
Just sitting next to Ye Ling, she felt her hair stand on end, as if she had fallen into an ice cave!
Ye Ling quickly calmed down, his demeanor returning to normal, and said to Du Yameng, "I lost my composure."
Seeing Ye Ling calm down, Du Yameng felt a sense of relief, only to find herself drenched in sweat.
From that brief moment, Du Yameng understood that even if she couldn't become Ye Ling's friend, she absolutely could not become his enemy!
As time passed, Jiang Wenchun appeased the many distinguished guests, and the later arrivals of wealthy young masters gradually filled the venue. The auction officially began.
The lights in the hall dimmed, and the host took the stage. The previously noisy venue gradually quieted down, with all eyes focused on the stage. Jiang Wenchun stood backstage, looking at Ye Ling with icy eyes, and said to the person beside him, "Find someone to keep an eye on that person. If he tries to bid on anything, you bid higher. Don't let him acquire anything."
This Sky Auction House was owned by their Jiang Group. They usually had hired stooges in the venue to drive up prices and increase the total transaction amount.
If the stooges competed with Ye Ling, no matter how high their bids, it would just be a number. Ye Ling would never be able to win the bid!
"I'll go arrange it now!"
The person beside Jiang Wenchun immediately retreated to relay Jiang Wenchun's instructions to the stooges in the venue.
After arranging everything, Jiang Wenchun sneered at Ye Ling, "Young Master Ye, is it? I'd like to see what your background really is!"