"Ye Xiwen, someone is following you from behind!"
Ye Xiwen had no intention of staying long. He had not even planned to continue watching the auction. Most of his Bloodstones had been used to purchase this woman. Although the remaining two million was still quite a sum, judging by the lavish, nouveau-riche spending of these sea folk—especially those from the Thunderclap Sea Domain—he feared he would not be able to buy anything worthwhile, much less the final item.
If it were merely a contest of spirit crystals, he was not afraid. Over the years, he had accumulated plenty of them. But when it came to Bloodstones, he was still far from having enough.
Thus, without the slightest hesitation, he brought the woman out of the auction house.
Not long after leaving, however, he received Ye Mo's warning. Sure enough, when he sent out his divine sense, he soon discovered that three people were following behind him. One of them was even an old acquaintance of Ye Xiwen's, Huang Shuyi. At his side were two male sea folk at the Transcendent Realm Ninth Heaven, trailing Ye Xiwen from neither too near nor too far away.
"Courting death!" Ye Xiwen snorted coldly. He reached out and wrapped an arm around the woman's slender waist. Beneath her tattered clothes, his hand felt skin as smooth and lustrous as silk. With one step, he flew straight out of Thunderclap City.
The woman's pretty face immediately reddened, but she did not struggle. She knew there was no use in struggling. How could she not understand why these sea folk men had bought her? In her eyes, this man was no different.
Only after flying out of Thunderclap City did Ye Xiwen finally shed his disguise of sea folk aura and reveal his original presence.
"Y-you're