Miss Shen is Actually A Bigshot in Witchcraft

227  Good Timing

The auction outside was conducted in an orderly manner.

The emcee didn't expect the first item to be auctioned for so long and sold for such a high price.

As expected of the rich men in the capital.

Fu Shi looked at his watch impatiently as he raised his sign.

His wife had been gone for a long time. Would something happen to her?

He hesitated to send her a message, but when he thought of the ghosts she usually faced, he was afraid that she would be distracted by the message.

In the end, Fu Shi decided to bid for the item first.

There were only two people bidding now. One was Fu Shi, and the other was Mu Chen.

Mu Chen sat in the back corner gloomily, gritting his teeth so hard that they were about to shatter.

The meter on the stage had already reached a very shocking number. He had already bet nearly half of his assets. If people didn't stop bidding, the orders he accepted in the next few years would have to be used to make up for this.

"Senior, this thing isn't worth that much, is it?" Mu Xue sneered at Mu Chen. "I've been with you for so many years, so why didn't I know that you like this kind of painting?"

"Mind your own business." Mu Chen felt that she had hit his sorespot, but Mu Xue's oppression made him unable to get angry.

Even he himself didn't know what he was doing now.

Was he really trying to make Shen Chun happy, or was he just going against Fu Shi?

He felt his eyes turn bloodshot, and all he could think about was the sound of the auction hammer and the sky-high price.

Mu Chen's forehead hurt as he covered his head and muttered to himself, "She's mine. She can only be mine."

As he looked in Fu Shi's direction at this moment, he had all kinds of thoughts.

"Senior Brother, in my opinion, you shouldn't be using money to solve the problem now," Mu Xue said indifferently. "We're just kind-hearted cultivators. How can we earn as much money as these capitalists?"

Mu Chen flew into a rage in an instant!

What right did Fu Shi have?!

What right did an ordinary mortal have to snatch Shen Chun from him?

Enraged, Mu Chen's gaze darkened and he wished he could tear Fu Shi apart with his own hands.

"Then," Mu Xue murmured softly in Mu Chen's ear, "While Shen Chun isn't around, let's get rid of him!"

She was right!

Mu Chen's heart suddenly raced.

Why didn't he think of that?!

He wasn't a mortal, so why should he compete their way?

As long as he killed Fu Shi, their childhood engagement would be fulfilled.

It would be impossible to investigate Fu Shi's disappearance with ordinary methods. If he used a forbidden technique, Shen Chun wouldn't be able to find him.

Besides, mortals' thoughts were the most unpredictable. Perhaps Shen Chun would think that her husband no longer loved her and disappear into thin air?

A maniacal smile appeared on Mu Chen's face.

"Mr. Fu of the Fu Corporation bid another 500,000! The current bid is 1.2 billion! 1.2 billion going once

—"

"I, I…" Mu Chen raised the sign in his hand stiffly.

"Mr. Mu bid another 500,000 yuan—looks like this round will be very exciting." The emcee's eyes widened.

He could hear the exclamations below the stage. Many people turned around to look at him, but he saw Shen Chun.

Shen Chun's smile appeared in front of him again. As she smiled, it became a look of despair and hatred before she died.

Mu Chen's heart ached so much that he shivered and instantly sobered up.

He had already committed a heinous crime, but now, he wanted to kill her nominal husband?

"Do it now." Mu Xue nudged Mu Chen with her ankle and her gaze was as sharp as a knife. "Don't let him speak. Kill him now! There are so many people here. No one will notice it."

Mu Chen looked at Fu Shi, who wasn't far away. His hands trembled for a long time before he finally made up his mind.

"Chunchun, forgive me. This is the last time."

After Mu Chen closed his eyes tightly, an ink-like undercurrent instantly appeared in his hand. Then, it turned into a thin blade at an extremely fast speed and flew towards Fu Shi!

Then, Mu Chen closed his red eyes and braced himself.

"Ah—"

Screams echoed in the auction hall.