Chapter 200: You’re a Woman?
“Tonight, you two will sleep outside. We’re on the road, so I won’t be too particular about it.”
“No need, young master. Your status is still important. We can just sit in the main hall overnight,” Zhang Hu replied.
Yu Luo quickly waved her hand to stop him.
“Do you want to make people suspicious about my identity? I told you to stay, so stay. By midnight, the temperature will drop close to freezing. Even with your internal energy, it won’t be easy to endure.”
Finally, as night fell, the three of them took the tokens given by the innkeeper and, after asking for directions, headed straight to the auction.
Originally, they planned to visit the black market, but the innkeeper had told them that every 20th of the month, the black market remained closed due to the auction.
With no other choice, Yu Luo had to try her luck at the auction first.
When they arrived, there was still half an hour before the event officially started, yet the line to enter had already formed a long queue.
After waiting for fifteen minutes, they finally reached the inspection checkpoint. When Yu Luo handed over their three tokens, the man checking them casually tossed the tokens into a wooden box and demanded an additional one hundred taels of entry fees per person.
Yu Luo was so shocked that her jaw nearly dropped. She stared at the man holding out his hand for the silver, then glanced at the impatient crowd behind her urging her to pay up. Furious, she wanted to turn around and leave!
“Just pay up! Our entry tokens cost three hundred taels each. Even though yours were given by the inn, they already deducted two hundred taels for you. It’s a great deal!”
“Yeah, what are you waiting for? Can’t you see how many people are still waiting to get in? Just a few hundred taels! If you can afford to be in Feng City, you shouldn’t be short on money. And don’t forget, this is Feng City—if you refuse to pay, you might enter standing but leave lying down!”
The constant chatter around her was relentless. Yu Luo felt that today’s experiences had been absolutely wonderful!
Fine! It was just three hundred taels. She’d pay!
With a face as dark as the bottom of a pot, Yu Luo grudgingly handed over the money and walked into the auction venue, fuming.
The so-called auction venue was built like a football stadium from her past life, only much smaller.
At the center was a raised platform, about a meter high and a little over a hundred square meters in size, surrounded by tiered stone seating.
Yu Luo guessed that sitting on those stone benches would be incredibly uncomfortable—rock hard and freezing in the winter.
Looking at these basic facilities, she silently complained—how dare they charge three hundred taels per person just to enter?
The city lord of Feng City was truly ruthless!
If only she still had her invisibility ability. If she had just one day of invisibility, she would raid the city lord’s treasury and strip him of every last coin—let’s see how he’d keep scamming people then!
The three of them found seats in the middle and sat down. More and more people continued to enter.
Their seats were about ten meters away from the central platform. If not for their internal energy and the many embedded glowing stones and torches, an average person wouldn’t even be able to see that far at night.
“This city’s tricks run deep. I can’t believe we fell for it again,” Yu Luo grumbled, still fuming as she thought about the innkeeper’s smug smile. She wished she could go back and slap him!
But as much as she wanted to, she didn’t have the guts.
At least not yet.
One day, when she had enough skill points and became the most powerful martial artist in the world, she would come back and flatten Feng City!
Her anger wasn’t really about the money—it was the frustration of feeling like a helpless little rabbit being led into one trap after another, unable to resist.
She wondered if other first-time visitors to Feng City felt the same way.
“Young master, what does ‘tricks’ mean?”
Tao Ming, fascinated by the new word she had used, leaned closer and asked curiously.
Glancing around to see that no one was sitting nearby yet, he lowered his voice and pressed for an answer.
“If you don’t understand, ask later. When traveling, don’t say what shouldn’t be said, and don’t ask what shouldn’t be asked.”
Yu Luo rolled her eyes at him, her mood sour. She had no patience to explain.
Since she had transmigrated, not even the exile journey had made her this frustrated.
Zhang Hu’s deep voice carried a warning tone. Tao Ming obediently murmured an “Oh” and stopped asking.
A while later, a well-dressed young noble arrived, leisurely fanning himself with a paper fan.
He glanced at the stone seats with a visible look of disgust on his face.
“Wait a moment, young master!”
His attendant immediately noticed the subtle change in his expression, quickly took off his outer robe, and spread it over the stone seat.
Seeing this, the young noble’s frown finally relaxed a little.
However, as soon as he sat down, he sniffed the air, and his expression changed. Turning his head in surprise, he stared at Yu Luo.
His handsome peach blossom eyes examined her from head to toe, his brows furrowing deeper the longer he looked.
Feeling his gaze, Yu Luo frowned and turned to meet his eyes.
Their gazes locked. In the dimly lit venue, both of them—skilled in martial arts—narrowed their eyes slightly.
“You’re a woman?”
“Shut the hell up!”
The noble blurted out the question without thinking, and Yu Luo immediately snapped back without hesitation.
Her sharp retort made the young noble grin widely, while his attendant’s face darkened.
“Hey! Watch your mouth! How dare you insult our master? Are you tired of living?”
Already full of pent-up anger, Yu Luo had nowhere to vent her frustration. And now, someone had come knocking on her door!
She couldn’t mess with the people of Feng City just yet, but someone from outside who had come for the auction? That was a different story!
“Yeah, I am sick of living! You gonna kill me?”
Yu Luo’s cocky tone made Tao Ming panic. He quickly stood up and tugged at Yu Luo’s sleeve.
“Young master, let’s move seats! Don’t argue with them!”
Yu Luo didn’t want to sit next to a man who had immediately guessed her identity either. Snorting coldly, she shifted to sit between Zhang Hu and Tao Ming.
The attendant looked like he wanted to say more, but before he could, the young noble shot him a glare. The attendant immediately fell silent, not daring to utter another word.
