Seeing the complete change in attitude of Wang Jiuzhen, Sun Zhe couldn’t help but feel a bit baffled.

"Mr. Sun, a pleasure to meet you!"

Seeing Sun Zhe standing still, Wang Jiuzhen eagerly grabbed Sun Zhe’s hand and shook it tightly, so excited that even his lips were trembling.

"Uh... Mr. Wang, a pleasure to meet you."

Only then did Sun Zhe regain his composure and politely smiled at Wang Jiuzhen.

At this moment.

Jiang Yushu watched Sun Zhe and Wang Jiuzhen, a smile appearing on her face.

And Zhu Yan felt a sense of vindication, looking at Sun Zhe with pride in her eyes.

Having struggled at the bottom for a long time, she deeply understood a truth — only strength can earn respect.

The change in Wang Jiuzhen’s attitude towards Sun Zhe was a living example!

...

"Mr. Sun, may I boldly ask, where did you obtain this Spirit Crane Pill?"

After a long while, Wang Jiuzhen calmed his excited heart, sat back on the sofa, and asked Sun Zhe the question he most wanted to know.

Sun Zhe smiled gently and said, "If I said I made the Spirit Crane Pill myself, would you believe it, Mr. Wang?"

"What did you say?!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Jiuzhen’s gaze was shocked, looking at Sun Zhe as if seeing a ghost, feeling incredulous.

So young, yet able to independently create the Spirit Crane Pill, lost for hundreds of years, this is utterly absurd!

But upon meeting Sun Zhe’s confident eyes, most of Wang Jiuzhen’s doubts dissipated, choosing to believe Sun Zhe.

Her entire life has been about appraisal, facing many ups and downs, experiencing trials, to achieve her current status and reputation, capable of appraising not only items but people as well.

In a moment of silence.

Wang Jiuzhen said seriously, "Apologies, Mr. Sun, for my presumptuousness. I will certainly keep this matter confidential for you."

She naturally understood that if the fact that Sun Zhe could create the Spirit Crane Pill were to spread, it would surely bring many unnecessary troubles!

Sun Zhe chuckled and shook his head, "No worries."

Wang Jiuzhen looked at Sun Zhe, her expression serious, straightforwardly asking, "If I may ask, what is the ideal price you have set for this Spirit Crane Pill at auction, Mr. Sun?"

Sun Zhe pondered, "Honestly, I’m not familiar with the market. Perhaps Mr. Wang can help assess the value?"

Wang Jiuzhen picked up a cup of hot tea, sipped it carefully for a moment, then said, "Starting price of twenty million, each increment no less than five million. As for the commission and such, Mr. Sun can negotiate with President Jiang. What do you think, Mr. Sun?"

Sun Zhe secretly did some mental calculations and asked, "Then, if I were to sell three Spirit Crane Pills, what starting price could be set?"

"Pfft—!"

Suddenly hearing this from Sun Zhe, Wang Jiuzhen spat out the tea she just drank, hurriedly turned away, coughing repeatedly, seemingly choked by the tea.

"What did you say?!"

"Three?!"

At this moment, Wang Jiuzhen felt an overwhelming shock, completely unreal.

Goodness gracious, treating Spirit Crane Pills like candy?

Selling three at once, that’s simply too extravagant!

Sun Zhe nodded and said, "Yes, three. Currently, I have only three extra on hand."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jiuzhen stopped coughing, turned her head with a peculiar expression looking at Sun Zhe, suddenly feeling an impulse to smack him.

Only three?

Are you serious, is this even human talk?

"Cough cough cough..."

Wang Jiuzhen coughed a few times, saying seriously, "It’s like this, Mr. Sun, selling three at once would actually lower the price. Surely, you understand the principle of rarity equaling value."

"A single Spirit Crane Pill is extremely rare; if you sell three at once, it will, in some sense, reduce its scarcity."

Sun Zhe nodded, "Understood."

Wang Jiuzhen said, "So, my suggestion is to sell them one by one, allowing you to earn more."

"Alright, I’ll follow Mr. Wang’s advice."

"I’m ashamed, it’s just a small suggestion, but ultimately, it’s up to you to decide."

Sun Zhe said, "Actually, Mr. Wang makes a good point, selling them one by one."

Wang Jiuzhen smiled awkwardly, looked at Sun Zhe with a peculiar expression, and changed the subject, "By the way, Mr. Sun, well... could we give the treasure the respect it deserves?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe was puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"

Wang Jiuzhen was so angry she wanted to hit someone, her tone somewhat heavy, "Given the prestige of an item like the Spirit Crane Pill, shouldn’t you at least prepare a decent packaging?"

"With a pill worth two million, Mr. Sun, you’re just casually putting it in your pocket, which is... a bit careless, it pains others too!"

Sun Zhe looked embarrassed, "Next time, definitely!"

"..."

After a round of discussions, Sun Zhe ultimately decided to consign three Spirit Crane Pills at a single starting price of two million each to the "Hongbao Auction House."

The auction will officially take place in a week!

Meanwhile, Hongbao Auction House will run extensive advertisements within the circle to attract wealthy bidders from across the nation and even the globe.

As for the advertisement cost, it will be shared between Sun Zhe and Hongbao Auction House.

With the arrangements in place, the restless Sun Zhe naturally had no intention to stay longer, and after leaving three Spirit Crane Pills and bidding farewell to Jiang Yushu, he took Zhu Yan and left the building.

Underground parking lot.

Sun Zhe embraced Zhu Yan’s slender waist, intending to ask her for a reward.

"How about it, Yan’Er, isn’t this money faster than working a job?"

"Yes indeed, Your Majesty."

"How does our lady intend to reward me then?"

Zhu Yan thought for a moment and said, "You drive, I’ll put on lipstick?"

"Sounds good! Refreshing!"

"..."

...

In the blink of an eye.

Night fell.

South Suburb, Yang City.

A Maybach drove out of the dark night, stopping at the front of a luxurious large estate.

As the car door opened, a pair of sexy, long, silk-clad legs gracefully stepped out, stirring an enthusiastic response from the two security guards at the gate.

Having awaited for a long time, Han Xinyue gracefully walked with her silk legs and greeted with a smile, "Chairman Fang, it’s quite the rarity. What brings you here?"

Fang Ruoxue looked at Han Xinyue, silently cursing her as a seductive fox, and with a gentle smile said, "Xinyue, could you take me to meet Sect Leader Yao?"

"My master is currently in seclusion."

"How long will this take?"

Han Xinyue thought for a moment, and asked, "Is Chairman Fang here on business?"

Fang Ruoxue smiled calmly, "It’s a very important matter."

Han Xinyue turned to leave, "Then I will go ask for you."

"Trouble you, Xinyue."

"..."

About twenty minutes later, Han Xinyue appeared before Fang Ruoxue again, "Chairman Fang, the sect leader requests your presence."

Shortly thereafter.

Han Xinyue led Fang Ruoxue into a secluded courtyard within the estate.

Fang Ruoxue entered the gate, looking at the celestial figure in a white dress sitting on a swing under the tree, from afar bowed and saluted.

"Fang Ruoxue, disciple of Qingyao Sect, greets the Jade Fox Sect Leader."

Yao Rao, expressionless, glanced at Fang Ruoxue and asked, "What is the matter?"

Fang Ruoxue walked directly over and said, "I am here to request Sect Leader Yao to deal with someone." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"Who?"

"His name is Sun Zhe."

"..."