[Volume 4]: Chapter 94 - A Sweet Girl Won’t Be Fooled By The Villainess

Finally, as expected, Qiuer Te successfully won the bid for the Demon Plant. The bidding price reached an astonishing eighty-five million gold coins! As soon as she heard this figure, Ifia felt a bit dizzy and subconsciously licked her dry lips with the tip of her tongue, her black eyes shimmering with eager anticipation. The Rosalind royal family is truly wealthy! When she looked at Amelia again, Ifia couldn't help but suppress the smile on her lips, causing two adorable dimples to quickly appear with her smile. "Amelia, we've hit the jackpot this time for real!" She looked so sweet, like an overturned honey pot, so sweet that one wouldn't even need to taste it, just looking at it would feel heavenly! -Amelia, who was usually calm and composed, seemed to have changed. She couldn't help but raise her hand to stroke Ifia's smooth black hair and spoke with great solemnity, "Ifia, as your best friend, my money is your money." Once, Amelia wanted to give the family crest to Ifia so that she could spend money freely. However, this little money-lover actually refused. Even though Amelia could sense Ifia's reluctance and envy, she decisively declined. This left Amelia feeling quite helpless; she felt that the little one was overthinking things. She just wanted Ifia not to be burdened by money. After all, no matter how much money there was, it was just a number in her eyes. As long as Ifia wanted money and treasures, with her means, spending money on Ifia was willingly done by Amelia. However, she was always rejected. Thankfully, after their visit to the Taric Kingdom, Ifia was finally able to escape poverty. Now, the ingredients she used for cooking were the best and most expensive ones from the Sis Empire. "Amelia, please don't say that. I still want to save some face..." Listening to Amelia's assurance, Ifia couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead, looking embarrassed and quickly stopping the other party. This kind of thing, she could think about it herself. Saying it out loud would be too embarrassing. After all, it's just a friendship, and it doesn't go beyond that degree unless there's an even closer relationship beyond friendship. Ifia secretly glanced at Amelia. Even though they had been together for so long, every time she seriously observed Amelia's face, Ifia would be momentarily enchanted. Such beauty was truly the Creator's masterpiece! Extremely charming, appealing to both men and women. It was precisely for this reason that sometimes, Ifia would hesitate a little. Enumerating Amelia's advantages—beautiful appearance, gentle personality, besides being of high status, she was also very wealthy, had both intelligence and combat skills, and was very considerate—she can go on and on about it! Such a stunning figure, just talking to her for a sentence or two would make people excited and thrilled. If they entered a more intimate relationship, she would have Amelia all to herself. She could mark Amelia as exclusively hers, preventing others with malicious intent from getting close! Thinking about it this way, there were many benefits. But Ifia also thought that this was only her wishful thinking. If Amelia didn't agree, it would mean they can't even be friends anymore. At that time, she might be angry and stay away, not seeing her again. Hence, it was better to maintain the status quo. As a friend, she could hug and play with Amelia happily every day. So, it’s one thing to be stubborn, but it’s another not to have the confidence to speak clearly. Moreover, why should she be the one to confess first, and Amelia couldn't? Ifia remembered reading in a book from a female classmate in her previous life that in matters of the heart, speaking out first was losing! The more Ifia thought about it, the more right it seemed. Even if she wasn't as strong as Amelia, she had to be on top. She must press Amelia down hard! Unaware of Ifia's thoughts, Amelia saw that persuasion wouldn't make Ifia spend money and could only give up. She gently lifted Ifia's chin and turned her gaze to the auction scene. At that moment, Qiuer Te, who had been chatting with the captain of the security team, Fuerman, in a hurry, signed a contract to sell the Demon Plant to the Rosalind royal family for eighty-five million gold coins. After that, with the contract, they could exchange it in Dalwar City, with one hand paying and the other delivering the goods. As long as there was a contract, there was no need to worry about changes. After successfully signing the contract, everything was settled, and Qiuer Te put his heart back in place. He then swept away his previous frustrations and continued to sit in his original place with a pleasant mood. "Don't be sorry. I won the bid for this Demon Plant. Everyone can look forward to the upcoming auctions. Perhaps there will be a second Demon Plant up for auction!" As Qiuer Te spoke to the people around him, comforting them, he looked at their regretful and remorseful expressions. Inside, he was very pleased and triumphantly crossed his legs, unable to conceal the happy look on his face. Originally, after successfully winning the bid for the Demon Plant, Qiuer Te's task was considered complete, and he could leave the auction and prepare to return to Dalwar City. However, he had also felt uncomfortable after repeatedly losing to Baron Amelia. Now that he finally had a moment of victory, of course he wanted to show off. He was oblivious to the fact that everyone could tell what was on his mind. Letting people around him become so envious and irritated, they could only reluctantly play along. "I'll take your good words, Qiuer Te." "I envy you, Qiuer Te. You've just arrived and completed your task. You'll be able to return to Dalwar City in a few days. I want to go back too." "The Rosalind royal family is truly wealthy! They can come up with over eighty million gold coins in an instant. They are really rich." "Hmph, in my opinion, regardless of how active the Baron family has been in recent years, they are not a match for the Rosalind royal family." There were even people who tried to elevate and degrade others, and Qiuer Te particularly liked to hear such remarks. Even if the auction was held by Baron Amelia, so what? Money could be earned again once it was spent. However, precious Demon Plants were hard to find. As far as Qiuer Te was concerned, no matter how powerful the Baron family was, they were merely women with limited vision, only focused on short-term benefits. They didn't know that successfully summoning a demon would allow them to form a very powerful contract. At that time, the Rosalind royal family could use the demon's help to take action against the Baron family. Even if the Baron family was powerful, could they kill a demon? Hmph! Regardless of the large income obtained by the Baron family from auctioning the Demon Plant, after they died, all that money would eventually return to the hands of the Rosalind royal family. Therefore, no matter how much was spent, it didn't matter. As Qiuer Te reveled in his thoughts, just as he was about to boast again, the captain of the security team, Fuerman, who had returned to the auction stage at some point, suddenly raised her hand and took a hefty stone, smashing the table. The crisp sound caught everyone's attention, and without waiting for them to speak, they all quickly looked at Fuerman. The most precious Demon Plant had already been auctioned off. What else could there be? Everyone present came for the Demon Plant and didn't think of buying anything else. As the people in the room were discussing, Fuerman calmly said, "The first item has been auctioned. Now, let's start auctioning the second item!" After she said this, Fuerman took out something from behind her, covered with a familiar red cloth. When she lifted the cloth, it revealed a glass case with a wriggling Demon Plant inside.