"Grandfather, that guy wants the Spiritual Longevity Pill so badly. Do you think he'll try to tamper with it?"
Qin Ya asked worriedly.
"Don't worry," Elder Qin said, smiling and shaking his head. "Between the time we get it from him and the actual auction, it will undergo two more inspections and appraisals. He can't pull any tricks."
"Young Master Chu, take this tablet. Each time you win an item, someone will record your number. The proceeds from the elixirs you're selling will be credited as well, and we can just settle the final balance at the end. I still have matters to attend to, so I'll have Ya accompany you from here."
As he spoke, Elder Qin handed the tablet to Chu Qingyun and headed deeper into the auction house.
Qin Ya then led Chu Qingyun into the main auction hall.
Upon entering the auction hall, Chu Qingyun was taken aback.
He had expected it to be packed, crowded, and noisy.
