Chapter 1062, The Fastidious Elves

Translator: Silavin

 

For those merchants who failed to bring out items that satisfied the High Rank Elves and were subsequently humiliated or even forcibly dragged out, not a single merchant showed sympathy in their eyes.

 

This sort of thing happened at every year’s Merchandise Fair. They had long grown accustomed to such scenes.

 

More merchants secretly felt apprehensive in their hearts. Among those dragged out, there were quite a few whose offerings were superior to what they themselves had carefully prepared.

 

Of course, among them were still many merchants holding an attitude of trying their luck. After all, the things they had prepared were all extremely rare items.

 

In the unlikely event their’s got selected, even if these High Rank Elves casually bestowed something that extended one’s lifespan, they could profit enormously. Moreover, they could obtain the qualification to temporarily reside in the Elven Forest, thereby promoting even more of their goods.

 

As time progressed, Qin Yichen clearly observed that the old man seated in the primary position gradually became increasingly impatient.

 

Though he appeared no different from a Human in his fifties or sixties, his true age was likely that of a several-thousand-year-old ancient monster.

 

For such an old fellow, in his long years, what strange and unusual things had he not witnessed? No wonder he would be so impatient.

 

Regarding this situation, many merchants who had cultivated their observational skills to a certain level also discovered this. Immediately, their hearts all jumped, silently praying not to run afoul of this old man’s temperament.

 

However, on another side, Little Ling’er discovered with astonishment that the smile at the corners of Qin Yichen’s mouth was becoming increasingly pronounced.

 

Suddenly, at a certain moment, the cacophony of voices abruptly paused. Subsequently, hushed exclamations of wonder arose.

 

The crowded figures also cleared a pathway, and even those merchants queuing to present their treasures sensibly moved aside.

 

Countless gazes involuntarily looked toward the same direction; their eyes filled with a desire to possess this person.

 

There, an enchanting figure approached gracefully amidst the crowd’s accompaniment. A form-fitting light blue robe outlined her proud curves, alluring yet maintaining grand elegance. Beneath a thin veil, her peerless countenance appeared faintly visible, giving countless people an impulse to tear it open. Her exposed glazed eyes seemed to contain autumn waters, making countless men wish to become lost within them.

 

This was a true seductress! An absolutely peerless beauty!

 

Upon seeing this figure, countless men’s hormones accelerated, wishing nothing more than to press this figure beneath them and ruthlessly knead her.

 

Even the beauties of the Elf Race, renowned for their looks, felt somewhat overshadowed when compared to this charming figure.

 

“Mei Ler!”

 

Countless males swallowed saliva, silently murmuring this enticing name in their hearts. Those passionate gazes seemed as if they wished to possess her entirely.

 

“Mei Ler pays respects to Sir Fiery.”

 

Under countless gazes’ observation, Mei Ler calmly arrived before the old man at the center.

 

“Ah, it’s Mei Ler. What good items have you brought this time?”

 

The old man glanced at Mei Ler and asked casually. In his tone, there seemed to be no fluctuation, as if he held no great expectations for Mei Ler’s offerings.

 

This left Qin Yichen somewhat puzzled. From what he had heard earlier, Mei Ler had already won the Elf Race’s favour at the Merchandise Fair for two consecutive years. The things she brought out must certainly be extremely popular.

 

If she claimed the Merchandise Fair’s championship again this year, she could represent the Charming Fox Race in establishing an embassy within the Elf Race!

 

Although this embassy’s tenure was merely a hundred years, to obtain the Elf Race’s nodding approval, what an honour was this?

 

Yet why did this old man show absolutely no interest? Could he already know what Mei Ler was going to bring out?

 

“Heehee, Sir Fiery, naturally Sister Ler’s items wouldn’t catch your eye.”

 

“Sister Ler, stop keeping us in suspense. We Sisters have waited an entire year! Finally you’re here!”

 

Among the High Rank Elves, several female Elves of clearly considerable status walked out. Some even intimately held Mei Ler’s jade hand, speaking with smiles.

 

That manner held not half a trace of the Elf Race’s characteristic arrogance, as if they were actual Sisters.

 

“My dear Sisters, don’t be anxious. I’ll present them immediately for you to check.”

 

Mei Ler said with a light laugh. Subsequently, behind her, several burly men carried out two chests and placed them beside Mei Ler.

 

“Here, I’ve brought a set of garments. They’re currently the most popular items in our Charming Fox Race…”

 

Mei Ler leaned close to the ears of several High Rank female Elves, speaking enchantingly, “Wearing them, I guarantee your rate of turning heads will increase several-fold.”

 

“Sister Ler is still the most considerate.”

 

Several High Rank female Elves said with smiles. Subsequently, two Elf guards helped them open the chests. When they saw the contents inside, the pretty faces of several High Rank female Elves immediately flushed crimson, and they hurriedly ordered the chests closed.

 

“Sister Ler, those things… can they even be worn?” Several High Rank female Elves said somewhat hesitantly, clearly having difficulty accepting the contents.

 

Regarding this, Mei Ler showed not half a trace of panic, merely maintaining a faint smile as she nodded to the several women.

 

After a bout of internal struggle, the several women exchanged glances. Finally, they still nodded with flushed faces, then had people collect these two chests. Looking at their expressions, they were clearly extremely satisfied.

 

Witnessing this scene, envy surfaced in the eyes of many merchants. These High Rank Elves were all satisfied. By the looks of it, this time’s championship was already in Mei Ler’s pocket.

 

“My dead Sisters, you must be careful. Those robes can’t withstand too much force… so tearing…” At the end, Mei Ler spoke softly to the several female Elves.

 

“Sister Ler you must be jesting. We’re merely collecting them.”

 

Hearing these words, the faces of several female Elves flushed again as they replied coquettishly. Subsequently, after nodding meaningfully to several High Rank Elves of their own Race, they departed swiftly.

 

Clearly, they had already tacitly approved Mei Ler’s achievement this time.

 

[She sure is formidable. She understands how to grasp people’s hearts.] Watching Mei Ler who had everything under control, Qin Yichen slightly narrowed his eyes.

 

The Elf Race possessed extremely high standards, yet Mei Ler targeted the female Elves. Such commercial vision was likely no weaker than Ye Liangchen’s.

 

If he could pull her into his own camp, should the Soaring Joy Chamber of Commerce expand beyond the Human Race in the future, it would undoubtedly be like adding wings to a tiger, achieving twice the result with half the effort.

 

“Alright, alright. You all continue watching here. I’m leaving first.” At this moment, the Fire Deacon stood up and suddenly spoke. Looking at his expression, he had completely lost patience and did not wish to remain any longer.