Chapter 431: The Heaven-Class Mystery

The Heaven-Class Mystery

The woman in red lightly tapped one finger against the armrest.

She couldn’t help but wonder.

Which household’s young master could actually control James so tightly?

Now, he was like a bird that had been startled by the mere twang of a bow.

He didn’t even dare to call out ten million?

That was rather amusing.

The woman in red’s smile deepened slightly.

She had seen many young geniuses in her life.

Some were arrogant.

Some were cautious.

Some were clever.

But someone who could make a prince become this wary without even saying a word was certainly unusual.

At that moment, the door behind her opened quietly.

"Pavilion Master!"

A maid slowly walked in from behind.

Her footsteps were light against the polished floor.

She stopped several steps away, lowered her head respectfully, and spoke in a cold, measured voice.

"We’ve already investigated. The guest in the Earth-class private room is the Prince of Drake Empire, James."

The woman in red’s expression remained calm.

Her eyes continued watching the auction below.

The maid continued.

"We didn’t find anything about the guests in the Heaven-class private room. However, someone reported that the shopkeeper of Whitelist Restaurant, Cavir Walton, is very polite to this person. I think he has a great background."

The woman’s finger stopped tapping.

For the first time, genuine interest appeared in her eyes.

She turned her head slightly.

The name Cavir Walton was not insignificant.

As the shopkeeper of the Whitelist Restaurant, Cavir had dealt with countless influential figures.

Yet there were very few people who could make him show obvious respect.

And now—

Someone had entered the Heaven-class private room.

Someone whose identity couldn’t even be investigated properly.

Someone Cavir Walton personally treated with courtesy.

That alone was enough to make the woman in red take him seriously.

She was stunned for a moment before slowly nodding.

"Alright, I understand. You can leave."

"Yes."

The maid bowed and quietly withdrew.

The door closed.

The woman in red was once again alone.

The sounds of the auction drifted faintly through the room.

She rested her chin lightly against one hand.

After thinking for a moment, she muttered to herself,

"Who is this person? To be able to make Cavir Walton curry favors like this, he’s not as simple as he looks."

Her eyes narrowed slightly.

There was no hostility in them.

Only curiosity.

Unfortunately, no matter how carefully she thought about it, she couldn’t come up with a satisfactory answer.

She had never seen Leon before.

At least, she couldn’t remember meeting someone like him.

His long, shoulder-length black hair.

Those unusual purple eyes.

The midnight robes embroidered with thin amethyst patterns.

Everything about him seemed calm.

Too calm.

There was no trace of the nervousness or arrogance that usually came from young cultivators who entered a Heaven-class private room.

Instead, Leon carried himself as though everything around him was already within his expectations.

That was what made him difficult to read.

Since she couldn’t figure it out, she might as well stop thinking about it.

The woman in red leaned back into her chair.

Her gaze returned to the auction stage.

Down below, James remained silent.

Because James didn’t make a move, the others were also watching.

Nobody wanted to act recklessly.

After all, Leon was a distinguished guest of the Heaven-class private room.

Usually, anyone who could enter such a private room was not an ordinary person.

It represented status.

It represented wealth.

More importantly, it represented connections.

No one wanted to offend such a person without a reason.

Unless they had something they desperately wanted.

Otherwise, it was simply not worth the trouble.

The auction continued.

The host maintained his professional smile while announcing one item after another.

Yet compared with the earlier excitement, the atmosphere had changed.

Everyone was secretly watching the Heaven-class private room.

They wanted to know whether Leon would make another move.

But Leon himself was rather speechless.

He stood beside the window of the private room, his purple eyes looking toward the auction stage.

For a moment, he didn’t say anything.

He had genuinely expected James to bite again.

Instead—

Nothing happened.

Leon lowered his eyes and gave a quiet laugh.

He had actually spent only ten million to buy the Red Spider Lily?

He had originally prepared himself for another ridiculous bidding war.

Yet James had refused to take the bait.

"Hehe, I’m a little surprised. This old man doesn’t seem to be able to withstand deception."

Leon shook his head with a faint smile.

It was probably because James had already been tricked twice.

After losing so much silver, the man had finally learned his lesson.

Or perhaps fear had simply taken root in his heart.

Either way, Leon couldn’t complain.

Ten million was cheap.

Far cheaper than what he had expected to pay.

The auctioneer soon announced the final result.

Leon finally won the bid for the Red Spider Lily.

The item was quickly delivered to the Heaven-class private room.

When the attendant respectfully placed the bright red flower before him, Leon looked at it for a moment.

The petals were delicate.

Their crimson color was almost like fresh blood beneath the warm lights of the auction hall.

A faint medicinal fragrance drifted into the room.

To an ordinary cultivator, it was merely a medium-grade spirit herb.

To Leon, however, its true value lay elsewhere.

Alchemy.

That was the reason he had wanted it.

Leon carefully put the Red Spider Lily away.

After obtaining the item, he was no longer particularly interested in the auction.

By now, the auction was almost over.

Only the final treasures remained.

The atmosphere in the entire Treasure Pavilion gradually became heavier.

The lights above the auction stage dimmed slightly.

Then the host announced the final two treasures.

They were two inner armors and the Phantom Soul Needle.

The appearance of the final treasures immediately stirred another wave of excitement throughout the auction hall.

The bidders who had remained silent until now finally began to move.

After all, these were the treasures everyone had been waiting for.