Who Could Be So Stupid?

"Everyone, the Mittel Auction House auction is now officially open." Ya Fei's every frown and smile was utterly captivating. Her voice was full of magnetic charm, soft and tingling, making many people feel weak to the bone the moment they heard it, their hearts itching with desire.

Hearing that voice, quite a few young men below even felt an urge to immediately pin her onto the auction stage. However, everyone knew perfectly well that, let alone rushing onto the stage, they would already be killed the instant they stood up.

Everyone knew who this femme fatale belonged to, and Ya Fei herself had long since given her heart to someone.

When Nalan Yanran and Feng Qing'er saw Ya Fei appear, they could not help but size themselves up. In terms of beauty and figure, neither of them was inferior to Ya Fei, and their cultivation talents were far superior. But when it came to certain things between women, they seemed unable to compare with Ya Fei.

Nalan Yanran slightly furrowed her delicate brows and muttered, "Do men really like that sort of thing?"

Nalan Yanran possessed plenty of pride, but acting coquettishly had nothing to do with her.

After Ya Fei struck the gong, she raised her beautiful eyes and looked toward the private rooms. Those able to sit in the private rooms were naturally the overlords of the Dou Qi Continent, or people connected to Xiao Yan.

When Ya Fei saw that Private Room No. 1 was still empty, a trace of gloom flashed through her beautiful eyes. Private Room No. 1 was not open to the public. Only one person could enter it.

Ya Fei did not notice that among the audience seats at that moment, a figure dressed in black robes with their features hidden beneath a