"You also have one?!" Chen Cheng exclaimed as he stared at the gold coin in Wu Qi’s grasp.
"Uh... yes?" Wu Qi quickly placed the gold coin onto the table.
"Alright, give me a few minutes to verify them."
Chen Cheng retrieved a pair of white gloves and a monocle-like item and carefully inspected each coin once he was prepared, treating each of them as though they were priceless treasures.
Some time later, after setting down the final gold coin, he drew in a deep breath.
"I have examined them all... and I can confirm each one is genuine," he said, his voice still tinged with daze and disbelief.
"Since you’ve confirmed their authenticity, will the auction house accept them?" Yuan asked.
Chen Cheng nodded.
"Yes, we can sell them for you. When would you like to put them up for auction?"
"As soon as possible. You open up in two days, right? Can you sell them in two days?"
"That’s..." Chen Cheng’s expression immediately shifted to one of concern upon hearing Yuan’s response.
"Is there a problem?" Yuan asked with a raised eyebrow.
Chen Cheng hesitated for a moment before responding, "To be honest with you, there are too many gold coins. I highly doubt we’ll be able to sell them at a satisfactory price on such short notice."
"If you want the most profit, I suggest spreading their auctions and selling a single gold coin every few years. If you wish to sell all of them at once... Well, there are very few people in this world who would be able to afford them, so you’ll be losing out on the majority of their value."
Yuan shook his head and said in a firm voice, "I cannot wait a few years. Just sell them all in two days to the highest bidder. You can spread them out, such as selling them in small batches, but I want it all to be sold as soon as possible."
He couldn’t care less about losing the majority of the profit; to him, it was only a handful of gold coins—worthless in his eyes.
Of course, to Wu Qi and Chen Cheng, Yuan’s actions seemed outrageously wasteful.
"Please, Esteemed Guest... It isn’t that I object to selling it your way, but this auction house is under the management of the Chaotic Sect. If they discover how much money I squandered, losing my position would be the least of my worries..." Chen Cheng said with a weary sigh.
"In that case..."
Yuan fell silent to ponder.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Alright, I won’t sell the gold coins."
"What?! But that’s—!"
"Let me finish." Yuan interrupted him and retrieved something from his spatial ring.
"I’ll give you one week to sell this," he said as he placed a pebble-sized stone on the table.
"What is that?" Chen Cheng asked with a puzzled face.
Wu Qi was also curious about the item Yuan had just taken out.
Before they could ask him how this pebble could replace the gold coins, Yuan revealed the item’s name to them.
"It’s a Spirit Stone."
"A what?!" Chen Cheng exclaimed, stumbling back in shock.


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