The middle-aged man forced a smile and clinked glasses with Ye Feng: "President, is this your friend?"
Alan didn't want to introduce Ye Feng to the Shaman family, but it would be a bit rude not to introduce him.
Just as Allen was hesitating, Wei Qingxuan stood up, a look of excitement flashing across her fair face.
Before doing business, Wei Qingxuan would try every means to find out everything there is to know. She always believed that knowing yourself and your enemy would ensure victory in every battle. Before coming here, she had inquired about everything about the castle.
She knew that the middle-aged man was the owner of the castle, a wealthy nobleman.
She quickly smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Geer, my name is Wei Qingxuan, I am here to participate in the castle auction, this is my good friend Mr. Ye, he is a businessman and a doctor."
Allen also smiled awkwardly and said, "I have known Mr. Ye for a long time. He is not only a successful businessman, but also a doctor with profound medical skills."
The middle-aged man Ge Er quickly invited Ye Feng to sit on the podium: "Boss Ye, please sit up there."
"Okay, I won't be shy then."
Ye Feng sat on the podium with Allen and Ger.
Wei Qingxuan clenched her fist excitedly when she saw that Ye Feng and Allen seemed very familiar with each other.
Seeing Wei Qingxuan's excited expression, Su Xiaoqin and Lu Qingqing asked in a low voice: "Sister Qingxuan, is there any good news? Why is Brother Ye sitting over there?"
"Brother Ye knows a lot of people and has a wide range of friends. He even knows the owner of the castle. It seems that our chances of winning the auction are greatly increasing."
Seeing Ye Feng sitting on the podium in a cool manner, Su Xiaoqin showed an admiring look: "Brother Xiaofeng is so handsome."
Wei Qingxuan deliberately teased Su Xiaoqin: "Is he handsome? I don't think so."
Lu Qingqing smiled and said, "Everyone has their own preferences."
Ye Feng sat next to Allen and Gel, smiling and not hiding anything, and said to Allen and the middle-aged man Gel Shaman: "President Allen, Mr. Gel, why do you want to sell the castle? This is the only castle that Duke Shaman has in his life. If I guess correctly, Elder Shaman is seriously injured. Is he dying soon?"
Hearing Ye Feng mention Elder Shaman, the middle-aged man was a little surprised. He didn't expect Ye Feng to know his ancestor. If he knew that Elder Shaman was defeated by Ye Feng, he would probably be even more surprised.
Allen's eyes showed a trace of vigilance. He forced a smile and said, "Boss Ye, what are you talking about? Elder Shaman was seriously injured, but he is not dead."
Ye Feng smiled and said, "It's best for me to mind my own business. Besides, I'm a doctor. No matter how badly Elder Shaman is injured, as long as he doesn't die, I can cure him."
Hearing what Ye Feng said, Geer immediately became excited: "If you can cure Elder Shaman's injury, we don't have to auction this castle."
"Mr. Ye, I know you have great medical skills, but what if you fail to cure him and delay Elder Shaman's condition? We have contacted the best laboratory in the industry, but the cost is too high, so we have to auction off the castle."
"Can you cure it? Let me take a look. If you can't, I won't charge you a penny."
Alan pulled Ger aside, intentionally staying away from Ye Feng.
He advised quietly: "We can handle the treatment of Elder Shaman. You don't have to worry. Traditional Chinese medicine is just a gimmick of the Chinese people. Don't believe it too much."
"But I searched for this Doctor Ye, and his medical skills are famous all over the world."
"Don't believe what you hear on the Internet. This is no joke. And, and..."
Ger asked puzzledly, "And what?"
"He once injured Elder Shaman and is Elder Shaman's enemy."
Hearing what President Allen said, Gel's confidence was shaken: "Ah, an enemy? Then how come you are so familiar with him?"
"Only on the surface."
Suddenly, a voice sounded in Gel's mind: "I did have a conflict with Elder Shaman half a year ago. But don't worry, I'm not interested in killing him. I'm sure I can cure him, and you don't have to auction the castle. If you don't believe me, give it a try."
What a strong will. Gel was surprised that Ye Feng’s will was so strong. He was a vampire and his will could not be transmitted such a long distance.
Ge Er insisted: "This auction will be suspended for now. I want Doctor Ye to see Elder Shaman's injuries before making a decision. If he can't cure Elder Shaman, it won't be too late to hold the auction again."
Seeing that he couldn't convince Gel, a fierce look flashed in Allen's eyes.
Geer came to Ye Feng and said, "Since Mr. Ye is confident that he can cure Elder Shaman, can you go and check on his injuries now?"
"Oh, is he here?"
"Of course. This is his castle."
"Take me there."
Geer announced to everyone: "The auction will be suspended for a while. Let's have some snacks and drinks here. I have an important matter to deal with, so I will take up some of your time."
These people are staying at the Sandman Castle tonight. They have one night to conduct the auction. When they learned that the auction would be suspended for a while, they were not in a hurry because they had good wine and delicious food to supply.
Paul quickly asked the waiter to bring a bottle of Louis XVIII and a large plate of snacks and walked to Wei Qingxuan.
His attitude became very respectful: "Boss Wei, you guys have some wine first and wait for a while. Uncle Geer, Boss Ye and the president have something to deal with."
Wei Qingxuan smiled and said, "It's okay, we have enough patience."
Mr. Gel led Ye Feng and Alan through the hall and walked down the stairs to the basement.
At the entrance to the basement, a large iron fence was locked. Two strong security guards stood outside the door, and there was a surveillance camera with a red light flashing continuously.
There was a fingerprint lock installed on the iron fence. Gel quickly pressed his finger and opened the iron fence.
There was a chill in the basement, and stone steps led into the depths of darkness, as if leading to hell.
There are voice-controlled lights installed in the basement. The footsteps seem particularly loud in the quiet basement. The voice-controlled lights above the head light up, casting soft rays of light.
After walking along a corridor of more than ten meters, we arrived at a large iron door of a safe, which was also equipped with a fingerprint lock and was manned by two equally strong security guards.
The surveillance camera kept flashing red.
Ye Feng smiled: "The basement of the castle is really heavily guarded."
It's obviously a bit embarrassing for a vampire elder to have to use such tight security to protect himself.
Feeling Ye Feng's ridicule, Geer said helplessly: "Originally, Elder Shaman was the strongest in our family and even in the witchcraft association. But last month, he encountered an ancient warrior who injured Elder Shaman with a flying sword. We are worried that the man will come to seek revenge, so we specially strengthened security."
Ye Feng pondered secretly that last month, he was still in the Immortal Realm. The person who could injure Elder Shaman with a flying sword must be an old-school ancient warrior who escaped from the Immortal Realm.