As Li Yuan studied the male-disguised Qian Renxue thoughtfully, Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, also noticed the strange look in Li Yuan's eyes from the private room opposite.
Although Li Yuan wore a mask, and his entire body was tightly concealed beneath a black robe patterned with red clouds, with only his eyes exposed,
Qian Renxue still felt that there was something wrong with Li Yuan's gaze. It seemed to carry a hint of pity, as well as curiosity. In any case, it made Qian Renxue deeply uncomfortable.
"Investigate the masked man in Private Room Nine." Qian Renxue frowned and beckoned. The next moment, a guard dressed in black appeared at his side.
Though she was actually a girl, her disguise was flawless at the moment. Even her voice was entirely masculine. If one had not read the original story like Li Yuan, no one would have guessed that the person before them was a woman dressed as a man.
Then again, if Qian Renxue's disguise had been lacking, she probably would not have survived at all. The fact that she had lived safely until now without Xue Ye noticing anything unusual spoke for itself when it came to Qian Renxue's skill at disguise.
"Yes, Your Highness!" The black-clad guard was likely one of Xue Qinghe's personal protectors. After hearing his master's order, he did not ask any questions. He acknowledged it and promptly withdrew, apparently to investigate Li Yuan.
Li Yuan had noticed Qian Renxue's movement as well. In fact, it was not just Qian Renxue—quite a few people in the auction house were curiously examining his strange attire.
After all, anyone who could sit in the red million-level VIP section and be personally accompanied by Fatty Jin, the auction house's chief steward, was obviously no ordinary person.