The Master Descends the Mountain: My Destined CEO

The manager sneered, not believing Xiao Ye's words in the slightest.

'No money for the auction, and now he thinks he can just run?'

'Dream on!'

"You want to go out to get money? Fine. Leave five million as a deposit."

"Only when you bring back the rest of the money will we hand over the item!"

"Otherwise... you'll be in violation of the auction house's rules!"

Forget five million—right now, Xiao Ye didn't have a cent on him.

No, that wasn't quite right. He had a few hundred thousand on his phone, which was his usual spending money.

Unlike others, Xiao Ye had come down from the mountains and lacked the bad habits of the rich second generation.

Though he wasn't stingy, he would never be extravagant or wasteful.

"What's there to be afraid of? I'll just wait here."

Xiao Ye plopped down into a chair, his expression unchanged. He waved at Assistant Huo. "Go get the money."

The manager sneered. The more he looked at Xiao Ye, the more certain he became that the man was just faking his composure.

"Kid, this is two hundred million, not two thousand!"

"So what?" Xiao Ye met his gaze fearlessly. "I told him to go get the money."

"If I weren't such a reasonable person, that Dharma Artifact would have been in my hands long ago!"

'That thing belonged to my master. Taking it back would just be returning it to its rightful owner!'

'Do they really think this auction house's security is that tight?'

'Those so-called bodyguards... each one more useless than the last.'

If Xiao Ye really had no money, he would have just snatched it long ago.

He didn't even need to snatch it. The moment the man opened the box, he had countless ways to get his hands on the item.

Sending Assistant Huo to get the money was already a huge show of respect!

Hearing his words, the manager became even more certain of his suspicions. "Aha! So you really don't have the money!"

"Look at the shabby way you're dressed. You're obviously just some broke loser, yet you dare disrupt the auction..."

Before he could finish, Xiao Ye shot to his feet, grabbed the man's collar with one hand, and lifted him off the ground.

His eyes were ice-cold, his voice chilling. "So noisy."

"I'm having someone get the money. This is the last time I'm saying it. Understand?"

In that instant, the manager felt an overwhelming killing intent envelop him!

Uncontrollable fear surged from the depths of his heart!

The manager replied instinctively, "Understood..."

"Good." Xiao Ye released his grip and sat back down. "If anyone else says another useless word, don't blame me for not being so courteous."

Seeing that everyone in the room had fallen silent, Assistant Huo immediately turned and left.

Many of Xiao Ye's assets were managed by Huo Wenhao. Since he wasn't around, the assistant could only go to the Chu Family for the money.

The Huo Family would naturally reimburse them later.

It wasn't until Assistant Huo was completely out of sight that the manager finally snapped back to his senses.

Damn it!

'To think I was actually intimidated by some poor brat!'

Just as he was about to speak, Xiao Ye shot him a look.

The manager was so frightened that he actually took a step back. 'This kid… there's something wicked about him. It's like I'm looking at my own clan's patriarch!'

'No, his presence is even more imposing!'

The crowd of onlookers whispered amongst themselves. "See? He really is broke."

"But he sent his subordinate to get the money while he stayed here. Doesn't that mean he still can't leave the auction house?"

"Don't tell me he's got a screw loose and just came here to cause a scene?"

"I think so too. Maybe instead of bringing back money, his guy will bring back the director of a mental hospital!"

CLACK CLACK CLACK—!

The sound of footsteps approached.

The manager snapped out of his daze and turned his head. When he saw it was the Ma Family, he was overjoyed and rushed to greet them, "Young Master Ma!"

Ma Ping nodded. His sanpaku eyes landed on Xiao Ye, his nose held so high it nearly touched the ceiling. "Hmph. And here I was, wondering what kind of hotshot was bidding against me."

"Turns out, you're just a country bumpkin."

"I'll deal with you in a bit!"

With that, he looked at the manager. "What are you standing there stunned for? Hurry up and give me Lingxiao Daoist's Dharma Artifact for fifty million."

The manager replied with a fawning smile, "Of course."

He was just about to get the box, but when he turned, he found it was gone.

Meanwhile, Xiao Ye, who was sitting off to the side, was now toying with the jade tablet Dharma Artifact.

"What do you think you're doing, kid? Give it back, now!"

The manager instinctively lunged for it, but with a flick of his wrist, Xiao Ye made the jade tablet disappear up his sleeve. His hand was now empty.

"I told you, if I wanted to take it, none of you could stop me."

"Now, you can either wait for my money to arrive, or I'll make sure your auction house loses its shirt on this!"

The manager's eyes widened, unable to believe Xiao Ye actually dared to do this!

"You..."

He didn't dare try to snatch it back. If the jade tablet were to break, it would be a disaster.

Not only would the auction house consider him incompetent, but Young Master Ma would probably hold him responsible as well.

The manager could only turn to Ma Ping in distress. "Young Master Ma, what... what should we do? We're dealing with a complete lunatic here, I... I'm at a loss!"

Ma Ping's expression darkened. He wanted nothing more than to order his men to attack Xiao Ye on the spot.

But the man was clearly a lunatic, and with the jade tablet in his possession, Ma Ping's hands were tied.

He suddenly broke into a sinister smile. "Kid, didn't you say your subordinate went to get the money?"

"Alright, I'll wait."

"But I'm having some people come over as well. If you can't produce the cash... not only will this jade tablet be mine, I won't be letting you go either!"

"I have a little hobby, you see. I like to start by severing a person's tendons, and then I carve the meat from their thighs."

"Slice by slice, I feed it to my dogs! My dogs won't eat any other meat. They only like the taste of human flesh!"

Xiao Ye gave a slight nod and went back to looking at his phone.

Such petty tricks were nowhere near enough to frighten him.

Even if Ma Ping had the guts to try, it was a question of whether he had the ability!

Seeing him unmoved, Ma Ping frowned slightly.

'Either he isn't scared, or he's just pretending.'

He had never met someone so audacious, and his interest was suddenly piqued.

So, he sat down across from him and sized Xiao Ye up and down, confirming that he'd never seen him before.

'Which means he's just some nameless nobody.'

'Since I'm bored anyway, I might as well have some fun with this hick.'

The crowd of onlookers outside didn't leave, eager to see how the joke would play out.

"This kid is finished. Young Master Ma's favorite pastime is torturing people."

"Just you watch. He's sitting now, but he'll be lying on the ground soon enough."

"Young Master Ma loves giving his prey a glimmer of hope before plunging them into despair!"

The taunts were endless, but Xiao Ye remained completely still, continuing to play the little game on his phone. He was just about to clear the level.

Half an hour passed, and Assistant Huo still hadn't returned.

The manager lost his patience and cautiously walked to Ma Ping's side. "Young Master Ma, your men have arrived."

"That kid's man still hasn't brought the money. It's obvious he's just messing with us. How about we make our move?"

He finished, then shot a mocking glance at Xiao Ye. "Young Master Ma, it's just about feeding time for your dogs."

Ma Ping rose to his feet, his gaze fixed on Xiao Ye as if looking at a dead man.

With a wave of his hand, a crowd of people instantly surged in through the back door.

In addition to the Ma Family's men, the auction house's bodyguards were also present, making a total of nearly twenty people.

"Men, pin this kid down! And be careful not to break the jade tablet."

"Hmph, a country bumpkin like you dares to steal my things! You're really asking for it!"

"Let me tell you, in this entire South City, no one dares to provoke me!"