A Guilty Conscience Gives It Away

"Thank you so much!"

Inside the Black-Seal City Auction House's VIP room, the receptionist held two signature boards bearing Xiao Yan's name and repeatedly bowed in thanks. Across from him, Gu Qinghan raised her brows slightly.

They were even asking for autographs. Just how much did the people here worship Xiao Yan?

The receptionist then left happily with the signature boards. Before long, the VIP room door opened again. Yu He entered first and leaned against the doorway, then gestured outside under Xiao Yan and Gu Qinghan's watchful eyes.

"Bring everything in and set it on the table."

As Yu He's words fell, waiters in uniform filed in one after another, each carrying a different dish of delicious food. There was everything from main courses to desserts. Xiao Yan had never imagined that the Black Corner Region could offer such a variety of cuisine.

"Since the Black Corner Region established a commercial center in recent years, delicacies from many places across the continent have been introduced. These are specially prepared dishes made by chefs hired under the Eight Fan Gate. I hope the two of you enjoy your meal."

Yu He bowed deeply to the two of them, then led the others out and gently closed the VIP room door. Xiao Yan and Gu Qinghan withdrew their gazes and looked at the many dishes they had never even seen before.

Xiao Yan lightly scratched his cheek and smiled awkwardly.

"Since they've brought all this in, let's eat. We can treat it as a way to pass the time."

At Xiao Yan and Gu Qinghan's level, they no longer needed food to sustain their bodily functions. Eating was merely for enjoyment. In fact, over the past few years, Xiao Yan had only occasionally shared meals when he was with Xiao Yi