Seeing Nalan Yanran's angry yet aggrieved appearance, Xiao Yan shook his head, removed his hood, and revealed his true appearance. "I was only joking. You don't have to repay the Flame Coins you owe. I'll give you the Combat Technique I bought."
Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Nalan Yanran could not help feeling delighted. She turned away and faced him with her back, saying, "Hmph, you said it yourself. I never asked you."
"By the way, what does the Sub-flame of the Yin-Yang Twin Flame mean?"
"Hmm?" Only after Nalan Yanran turned around did she discover that Xiao Yan had somehow left long ago, leaving her alone in the wind, completely disoriented.
Nalan Yanran froze for a moment, then gnashed her teeth and snarled viciously, "One day, I'll surpass you!! I'll avenge the humiliation of losing the Three-Year Agreement. Just you wait!"
Xiao Yan, who had fled in a flash, arrived at the auction house's backstage area, completed the payment, and took a scroll.
"Master!"
The moment Xiao Yan emerged from the auction house's backstage area, Feng Qing'er, dressed in a black robe that concealed her figure, knelt on one knee before him.
Although there were still some people around, both sides were wearing black robes, and everyone assumed Xiao Yan belonged to the Soul Hall, so no one was particularly surprised.
"Hmm. Help me deliver this to that girl Nalan Yanran." As he walked, Xiao Yan transmitted his voice to her.
Feng Qing'er respectfully accepted the scroll Xiao Yan handed her, not daring to offer the slightest word of refusal.
"How did your investigation into the matter I asked you to look into go?" Xiao Yan asked indifferently.
"Master, Qing Er searched through all the ancient records left behind by the Ancient Heavenly Phoenix Clan and the Ancient Heavenly Phoenix