Chapter 75 Happy with Her

"What kind of talk is that," Old Wang said with a rather candid smile. "It was our joint effort that made it happen. Besides, even the inspiration I had was given to me by my junior sister."

Inspiration? What does this have to do with inspiration?

Yin Fu was somewhat surprised.

"Runes are an art," Old Wang said with a warm smile, looking at her earnestly. "And you are so cute and beautiful. Don't you know that beauty can inspire artistic inspiration?"

Yin Fu's face turned bright red in an instant.

What does Senior Brother mean by this?

Her heart was pounding wildly, and she was feeling a bit flustered, not knowing how to respond when Old Wang continued, "Do you have anything planned for today? If not..."

"Nothing!" Yin Fu blurted out instinctively.

Old Wang looked at her meaningfully. "...Would you like to go fix the motorcycle with me?"

"Sure." Yin Fu said happily.

The motorcycle Li Sitan had given her was still piled up outside their dormitory door.

Old Wang had already studied the motorcycle before. Apart from the overall rune repair being quite troublesome, the soul energy conversion core also needed to be remade, which involved many first-generation parts. It wasn't practical to forge every single screw themselves; that would be too much trouble.

In short, it all came down to buying parts. For others, this might be a headache, but who was Old Wang? He was a gold card member of the Jinbeibei Auction House. There were very few things in this world that couldn't be obtained through the auction house.

Old Wang called a horse-drawn carriage at the entrance of the Rose Holy Sanctuary. This money couldn't be saved; otherwise, pushing that one-ton thing to the auction house would probably cost him half his life.

The driver was a furry-faced Beastman, seemingly quite old. Though his movements weren't as swift, he worked steadily and carefully. Without Old Wang having to say much, the heavily modified motorcycle was securely loaded onto the cart and tied down with ropes. The Beastman even thoughtfully placed layers of old cloth under the ropes to prevent scratches on the motorcycle's paint.

This pleased Old Wang greatly. Compared to other Beastmen, this old man was incredibly meticulous. Unlike Udi, who had scratched off a large chunk of the seat's paint when asked to move the motorcycle last time, proving that free services could never match paid ones.

After chatting briefly with the old Beastman, he introduced himself as Udagan, a Northern Tribe Beastman who had been driving carriages in Aurora City for over a decade. Unlike newly arrived Beastmen, he wasn't shy or timid and knew the city well.

However, no matter how long a Beastman stayed in human territory, their job options remained limited. Men did manual labor, and women did the same, just in different ways—a sad reality of racial discrimination.

Old Wang truly despised such discrimination. Even among humans, there were clear hierarchies.

Why should Karida be able to summon him at will? In terms of intelligence, knowledge, figure, and appearance, wouldn't it be better if she warmed his bed?

People often say that prejudice is a mountain that cannot be moved no matter how hard one tries. In this aspect, he and the Beastman brothers shared a similar plight.

Life isn't easy for anyone!

Old Wang was quite generous towards these hardworking, poor brothers.

He was a principled man with a noble heart!

He would deceive the rich, but never rob the poor of their hard-earned money. He gave Udagan two lire without asking for change and patted his shoulder. "Old Udagan, thanks!"

"Thank you, Uncle Udagan," Yin Fu said with a sweet smile.

Every time she was with Wang Feng, she felt the warmth of humanity. Working with Kela and Udi was one experience, and disregarding great achievements was another.

Even towards a stranger like this Beastman uncle, Senior Brother Wang Feng always showed courtesy, unlike some people who say one thing and do another. He truly practiced what he preached. "You're too kind. I often drive around the Rose Holy Sanctuary. Please take care of my business next time. An old man like me has plenty of strength," Udagan said with a hearty laugh.

To be honest, after driving carriages in Aurora City for over a decade, he had met many humans but never one who chatted politely with him or thanked him.

A human boy and a polite Eight Tribes girl—such a combination was rare indeed.

"Ha, definitely!"

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The Jinbeibei Auction House was as bustling as ever.

With his VIP gold card, Old Wang now received VIP treatment.

As soon as he entered the hall, a Baelian receptionist warmly greeted him without needing any prompting.

There was no need to disturb Clara for such a small transaction. The Baelian girl led Old Wang and Yin Fu to the second-floor lounge, serving them tea and snacks while notifying Soraka.

Bringing Yin Fu to the auction house had its reasons. On one hand, it was nice to have company, especially since Yin Fu reminded him of his sister from his past life... oh, wait, he didn't have a sister; it was just that Old Wang wished he had one. Primarily, it was to enhance his influence within the auction house.

Having the Princess of Datura Empire as his follower was a unique status symbol. As Old Wang walked upstairs, he felt a bit more dignified.

While the Eight Tribes also interacted with the Sea Clan, it wasn't as frequent as humans, and such interactions usually occurred in coastal cities, making them less common in Datura.

Yin Fu curiously looked around, impressed by the opulent decorations. To be honest, the Sea Clan was unparalleled in showing off wealth.

"Mr. Wang Feng, Miss Yin Fu."

Soraka arrived within two minutes, congratulating them immediately. "Congratulations! Princess Karida sent an invitation to the auction house this morning, but unfortunately, Princess Clara wasn't here to witness and celebrate your new rune certification ceremony. It's truly regrettable."

Old Wang didn't like such formalities and smiled. "No worries, no worries. With our relationship, there's no need for you to come personally. Look, I'm here, so just give me the gift directly."

Yin Fu admired his broad network. Only someone with strong ties could speak so casually. It seemed that Senior Brother Wang Feng indeed had a special relationship with the Jinbeibei Auction House.

"The gift will certainly be prepared," Soraka smiled, understanding Wang Feng's style well. "Also, the sea ship carrying the Dragon Bone Powder will depart tomorrow and arrive at the Aurora Harbor in about five days. We'll deliver the gift along with it to Mr. Wang Feng's residence."

"Aso, we're old friends, so let's skip the formalities," Old Wang said, satisfied with securing a gift. He then pulled out a list. "I'm here to get something. Give me a fair price."

"First-generation Flame parts? Mr. Wang Feng is interested in this? But they're hard to find," Soraka glanced at the list and said with a smile. "Since you're into motorcycles, you should know that First Generation Flames were discontinued ten years ago. These parts..."

"Look, we're old friends, so why are you beating around the bush?" Old Wang interrupted impatiently. "How much?"

Soraka held up five fingers. "Ten thousand lire."

Yin Fu blinked, feeling excited. Su Yue had mentioned in Li Sitan's workshop that first-generation parts were hard to find. She was worried they wouldn't be able to help Wang Feng fix the motorcycle today, but unexpectedly, they could get everything done for only ten thousand lire, a pleasant surprise compared to the twenty thousand Su Yue had mentioned.

Old Wang’s eyes widened. What he bought wasn’t the entire set of parts, just a portion of them. A hundred thousand Rio was indeed a fair price at an ordinary magic modification shop, but this was the Jinbeibei Auction House, which could connect with the Nine Gods Empire. With Soraka’s influence, she could get these parts at cost. It wasn’t that he didn’t want them to make a profit, but it shouldn’t be at such a steep mark-up.

"Aso, you need to be honest!" Old Wang said meaningfully. "For parts of a first-generation Flame, you can inflate the prices when there are suckers fighting over them. But if no one is bidding, they’re just scrap metal. Selling me scrap for an antique price would be one thing if we had no relationship, but considering my connection with Clara, is it right to gouge me like this?"

Soraka was speechless, wondering how others might misunderstand their relationship.

"Sure." As a businessman, Soraka smiled slightly. "With my authority, I can offer Mr. Wang Feng a ten percent discount."

Discounts on auction items? Yin Fu found it hard to believe. This seemed different from the auctions of the Sea Clan at the Eight Legions.

"Ten percent off? Do I need you for that?" Old Wang’s eyes widened. "As your most esteemed VIP gold card customer, I can give myself a ten percent discount!"

"Hehe, final price, eighty thousand," Suokala chuckled. The omission of the dragon bone powder in the contract wasn’t intentional; the delay was truly accidental. The Sea Clan prided themselves on their integrity, and for that reason alone, he felt compelled to offer Wang Feng a discount.

"Aso," Old Wang leaned closer, pointing at Yin Fu beside him. "You know who Miss Yin Fu is now. Today is her first visit to your Jinbeibei Auction House, and it also happens to be a special day for both her and me. Whether professionally or personally, don’t you think you should offer a bit more of a discount? You mentioned gifts earlier; you don’t need to prepare anything separately. Just reduce the price a bit more for us!"

A special day...