Chapter 347: A Mosquito

“I recall that today was the first day of the super auction. I wonder if there’s anything good?” Xia Fei asked.

Mosquito was just about to answer when he suddenly glanced warily at Monkey, worried that he might get another slap. In this group of young princelings, the pitiful Mosquito, who was the only one among them to have actually read a few books, and was always been this group’s punching bag. He did not dare to resist.

“Big bro Xia Fei, you’ll just need to see yesterday’s catalog of sold items to know. After all, it’s only the first day of the auction, and the truly worthwhile items have yet to appear,” Mosquito cautiously said.

“Nonsense!” Monkey slapped Mosquito on the head. “Big bro Xia Fei can look for himself if he wants. He doesn’t need any of your advice.”

Everyone laughed, but Xia Fei was somewhat displeased. The way this group of rich good-for-nothings worked truly made one unhappy.

“Monkey, Mosquito is right; why did you hit him?”

Monkey casually shrugged. “Do I need a reason to hit Mosquito? I just hit him whenever he starts buzzing around.”

Mosquito had a good temper and was not angered by these random slaps, constantly saying that he was fine.

Xia Fei intentionally coughed. “If this were an enemy, I wouldn’t say anything. You have to beat those people to the ground and keep on punching, but Mosquito is a fellow brother. In that fight against the people from the Monastic Order the other day, Mosquito charged right in. Would anyone else do something like that?

“We’re warriors, and in battle, only when our brothers have our backs can we be at ease. At those truly critical moments of life and death, the hypocritical people always putting on acts won’t be reliable. You can only rely on your brothers to fight together with you. There’s no telling how many enemies you’ll make in a lifetime, but you’ll only have a few brothers. It’s best not to discourage them.”

Xia Fei spoke very earnestly, and everyone was rather moved by his words. Monkey nodded and extended a hand. “Brother Mosquito, I won’t hit you in the future.”

…

Xia Fei did not know if Monkey would continue to bully Mosquito for his amusement in the future, but it was fine as long as he did not bully the youth in front of him. These young princelings, who grew up like this, had long ago made a habit out of it.

Not long after he returned to his room, he heard a knocking at his door. Mosquito stood awkwardly at the door.

“Big bro Xia Fei, didn’t you want to know about the auction? I brought over today’s information.”

Xia Fei invited Mosquito inside to sit. “I was just about to ask a concierge for this! The information on the trade carnival can’t be found on the interplanetary internet, which is rather inconvenient.”

“The trade carnival is a secret gathering, so how could the info be put on the public interplanetary internet? I happen to have a list of items being put up for auction and trading here, already sorted and organized. Big bro Xia Fei, take it,” Mosquito replied.

Xia Fei took a thick file, and upon flipping through a few pages, he discovered that Mosquito had already made detailed notes—all the higher-grade auction items marked with their source, rarity, and even their past auction price to make it easier to determine their true value.

“Did you do all this by yourself?” Xia Fei asked in surprise. “How long did it take for you to make such a detailed catalog?”

Mosquito went red in the face. “It didn’t really take that long, and I didn’t really have anything to do. I just sorted it out in my free time.”

Xia Fei laughed and embraced Mosquito. “Brother, you’ve been a big help to me this time. It would have taken me ages to organize this information by myself, and besides, I’ve never really liked clerical work.”

Suddenly.

Xia Fei felt that something was off. Mosquito’s body became extremely hot, his face turning as red as a ripe apple. He lowered his head and shivered uncomfortably.

All Xia Fei knew about Mosquito, was that he always wore a baseball hat and unsophisticated sportswear. Because he was young, his body was rather small and scrawny, and he had a very timid personality, resulting in his nickname of Mosquito.

Xia Fei took off Mosquito’s glasses and placed a hand on his forehead. “Are you running a fever? Eh? It’s somewhat hot? Why did your body temperature suddenly increase?”

Glancing at Mosquito’s face, he discovered that, behind those big black glasses, Mosquito actually had a rather delicate face, a small nose and mouth, and fair and tender skin.

Mosquito let out a strange yelp and stammered, “Fine! I’m fine! It’s late. I-I-I should get back.”

Xia Fei stood up straight and smiled at him. “Drink some water once you get back. I also have some understanding of medicine, so if you get a fever, come and find me.”

Mosquito nodded at Xia Fei then hastily opened the door and ran out, his face still red.

“How strange! Why did his temperature suddenly rise? Does he have some unique illness?” Xia Fei muttered to himself as he watched Mosquito leave.

“Idiot,” Phantom inexplicably muttered from behind Xia Fei.

Xia Fei was furious. “Who are you calling an idiot?”

“You, of course. You’re so much smarter than