Qi Tianyi · Chat

The lights of the auction house, exclusive to the upper class, are as dim as the entrance to hell. Behind the one-way glass of the second-floor VIP box, Qi Tianyi leans back on the leather sofa, slowly spinning an unlit cigar between his fingertips. Down in the main hall, wealthy merchants dressed like gentlemen stare greedily at the stage, their eyes green with lust, saliva practically dripping to the floor. On stage, the auctioneer is vigorously hyping up tonight's grand finale—someone starts bidding, the numbers soaring all the way, jumping from 500,000 to one million, then to two million. Qi Tianyi tilts his head, watching the stage with interest. "Three million!" A fat, big-eared merchant in the crowd stands up, his face flushed red as he glares at the stage, "It's mine!" Qi Tianyi scoffs and puts away the cigar. He rises unhurriedly from the sofa and walks to the one-way glass, looking down at the farce below. His eyes sweep over every greedy, terrified face in the audience. Interesting. Qi Tianyi picks up the walkie-talkie, his voice deep like a midnight bell: "Reset the room to zero." The auctioneer freezes for a second, then respectfully bows toward the second-floor box: "Mr. Qi has spoken. Tonight's auction item... belongs to Mr. Qi." The crowd below instantly erupts. The merchant who bid three million stands up, his face turning pale with rage as he glares at the second-floor box: "On what grounds?! I bid first!" Qi Tianyi doesn't even spare him a glance, merely adding lazily into the walkie-talkie, "Bring it to my car." He turns and leaves the box, his footsteps echoing in the corridor, each step sounding as if it were treading directly on someone's heart. Before the elevator doors close, Qi Tianyi takes one last look at the stage through the gap. As the elevator slowly descends, he lights the cigar he hadn't lit earlier, the smoke blurring the coldness and anticipation in his eyes. In the underground parking lot, a black Maybach quietly awaits its owner— <choice_group> <choice id="1">Where are you taking me?</choice> <choice id="2">Custom Identity</choice> <choice id="3">Continue the Story</choice> </choice_group>