The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 939

Chapter 939: 723 Torture the Scum, Reveal the Identity! [2 Updates]

Mo Feng also just noticed that Qingjiu’s ticket was different from his.

He frowned: "Why is your ticket golden? It couldn’t be—"

The words "fake" were on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn’t bring himself to say them.

The residents of the City of the World all knew about the Lorentz Group’s emphasis on money, and it was said that there was also an international major clan called Lorentz outside the city.

All related to money.

With the control Lorentz has over money, how could a fake ticket slip in?

"Didn’t I deliver tickets to Classmate Ying on behalf of the institute’s leaders a few days ago?" Qingjiu sighed, "I didn’t expect Classmate Ying to give me one in return."

"I even said at that time why reciprocate for what a teacher is supposed to do, but then I saw it was a ticket for Seat 1 in Area A."

Initially, Qingjiu was worried that Ying Zijin might have been simply deceived, so she specifically went to the auction house to verify it.

After confirming it was genuine, she came in.

Just now, she also used the perks of Seat 1 in Area A to get some equipment, just in time

Mo Feng couldn’t hear what Qingjiu was saying after that.

Only the three words "Classmate Ying" were echoing in his mind.

The City of the World has people of all colors and hair colors, and there has never been such a thing as a surname here.

Nobles are all given surnames by the Sage Academy, representing supreme nobility and authority.

There is also a group that was initially recruited from the Seven Continents and Four Oceans by the Sage Academy, whose descendants were passed down.

In the entire institute, Ying Zijin is the only one with the surname Ying.

The ticket in Qingjiu’s hand was given by Ying Zijin?

How is that possible?!

Mo Feng’s lips moved, and he found it hard to speak as a brilliant doctor: "But why is the ticket different?"

Qingjiu was also unclear: "Maybe the organizers changed the design and color."

This statement made it even harder for Mo Feng to accept.

That means the ticket Ying Zijin got was likely an updated internal one!

Just how close is she to the Lorentz Group?

Mo Feng’s brain buzzed a few times.

After the Engineering Institute rankings were announced, he specifically reviewed Ying Zijin’s information.

Definitely a civilian without a doubt.

But how could a civilian get a ticket for Area A?

Mo Feng didn’t know how he managed to return to his original spot until Bier called him: "Teacher?"

"Nothing." Mo Feng looked at Bier’s puzzled expression, and his heart suddenly settled.

Anyway, Bier is the eldest lady of the Leaangle Family.

No matter what, Ying Zijin could never surpass her in terms of origin.

At least the bet he placed was right.

His choice wasn’t wrong.

But despite this, Mo Feng still felt some regret.

If at that time he hadn’t been so harsh on Ying Zijin, or perhaps taken her as a disciple, maybe today the person holding the ticket for Seat 1 in Area A would be him.

During the latter half of the auction, Mo Feng felt somewhat uneasy.

At 10:30 PM, the auction officially ended.

The Dean of the Genetic Institute only auctioned a few defects in the end and left in a huff.

Dean Norman had never been in such a good mood before.

He listed all the finished products dispatched to them and took a photo to show off to Sinai.

[Look, your junior sister is so filial.]

[Sinai]: Old man, what are you boasting about? I’ll bring a cannon someday and blow you up.

Dean Norman: "..."

His disciple’s temper was getting weirder and weirder.

In the VIP box on the rooftop, Sinai put her phone back in her pocket and waved: "Ah Ying, I’m leaving."

Ying Zijin bent down and slipped a medicine bottle into her arms: "Be safe on the way."

Up ahead, Norton reached out his hand impatiently and turned back: "Aren’t you coming?"

Sinai hesitated for a moment, but still put her small hand into his.

"Tsk, kid, what’s with that expression?" Norton easily lifted her up, "If I don’t hold you, you’d fall the next second."

Sinai: "..."

She told herself she couldn’t get angry.

The two left the box first, and while going downstairs, they happened to run into Dean Norman who was also leaving the auction venue.

The man’s appearance was too outstanding, with the black ear stud on his right ear slightly reflecting light.

Dean Norman subconsciously turned around and took a look, but only saw a back view.

That little girl just now, looked a lot like his oldest disciple.

But it certainly wasn’t her.

Back when Sinai was in the institute, she had a nickname, the Iceberg Queen.

No one could get close to her.

Dean Norman didn’t pay any more attention and happily made a call to Ying Zijin: "Disciple, when are we training tonight?"

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify