Chapter 232: Tyrant (2)

Ling He had nothing to love in life there, but Ji Fengyan's heart was surging.

Ji Fengyan has already absorbed most of the things that were brought back from the hands of other members of the Ji family. Seeing that the stockpiles were insufficient, he became interested in raiding. The bustling imperial capital is not a remote Ji city, and the handicrafts that can be seen everywhere are enough to make people laugh. Monsoon Smoke gains more Aura.

When buying things, Ji Fengyan doesn't look at the appearance, style, or material at all, but only looks at one thing—aura!

As long as the aura is rich, she will want it even if it is about to break a rock!

After Ji Fengyan sat in the carriage and wiped out the entire Didu East Avenue, she finally asked Yang Jian to stop the carriage.

Ling He, who had already been squeezed by a car and almost jumped out of the window, heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at Ji Fengyan who finally stopped without tears.

"Miss... it's almost there... Shall we... go back first?" Ling He's voice was faintly crying.

But Ji Fengyan frowned slightly, she suddenly raised her eyes to look at Ling He, and said in distress, "It's gone."

"Ah?" Ling He was slightly taken aback.

What's gone?

"The gold bricks... are gone." Ji Fengyan touched the place where the gold bricks were originally stored in the Space Soul Jade, and it was completely vacated, his expression was really... gloomy.

"..." Ling He almost spat out a mouthful of blood!

Feelings, the reason why Ji Fengyan stopped her frenzied raids was not because she was satisfied, but because... ran out of money? !

Ling He couldn't help wiping off his cold sweat, glanced at the stuff piled up in the car, swallowed and said: "Miss, you... really... bought a lot..."

Just what he saw, Ji Fengyan sold no less than a few hundred gold bricks. The sum of the money may be enough for an ordinary family to eat and drink for three generations.

"Not enough." Ji Fengyan curled his lips and said.

Ling He felt that he was really going to faint.

"By the way, Brother Ling, is there a place like an auction house here?" Ji Fengyan rolled his eyes and suddenly asked with a smile.

"Little...Miss...what do you want?" Ling He's eyes widened involuntarily.

Ji Fengyan raised his hand and patted the box of treasures he brought from Jicheng.

"Of course I sold them for money."

Ji Fengyan's tone was taken for granted, but when it reached Ling He's ears, Ling He almost vomited blood.

"Miss, although there are many things in the imperial capital, they are not bad, but...the things that Young Master Gong gave are even better..." Ling He reminded Ji Fengyan kindly, clutching his aching chest.

Although the things Ji Fengyan bought today are expensive, they can still be bought with money, but the treasures that Ji Fengyan bought from Gong Zhengyu are good things that can't be bought with money.

Even after killing Ling He, he never imagined that his young lady was so crazy that she would rather sell the top quality than buy a pair of top quality!

"I don't need it anyway, Brother Ling, just tell me if you have it." Ji Fengyan shrugged and said that he didn't care.

Ling He wanted to cry, it was the first time he realized that his young lady was so self-willed and insane!

You also know that you won't need it, so you still buy so much!

However, Ling He could only swallow the grief in his heart, and looking at Ji Fengyan's smiling face, he just said tremblingly: "Auction houses and the like... yes... it's on the east side of the imperial capital... "

As soon as Ling He's words fell, Ji Fengyan said to Yang Jian who was outside the car: "Yang Jian, east side!"