The crowd erupted into uproar.
The scene completely spiraled out of control. Even Nangong Yin and Yuan Haisheng backstage were startled by the sudden appearance of the Blood Tree Yin Branch.
The white-haired, beast-masked man pressed a hand down from the elevated platform.
"Silence!"
With a sharp swish, the ripples in the void were completely suppressed.
At that moment, everyone grew even more suspicious.
"Dao Severing?"
That was right—this was the power of Dao Severing!
By all reason, a Dao Severing expert could only be a retainer of some major power. How could he personally show up to trade treasures? Someone looked toward private room number four and discovered that after the white-haired, beast-masked man had emerged, its door had been left open.
Yet inside, there was no one at all.
"A lone wolf?"
The crowd was astonished, then immediately understood.
Clearly, no ordinary major power would take out an intact Blood Tree Yin Branch for trade.
They would not even have time to hide it themselves. Why would they sell it off? There were only two reasons the white-haired, beast-masked man was willing to bring out the Blood Tree Yin Branch: first, he was a lone wolf; second, he urgently needed something!...
Inside private room number one.
Cheng Ji, who was usually forever calm and unruffled, abruptly rose to his feet, staring at the man on the platform with eyes full of shock.
Chu Lisheng was completely dumbfounded as well.
"Hall Master Cheng, as far as we know, isn't Cen Qiaofu of the Saint Slave the only one who possesses the Blood Tree Yin Branch?"
"Back at White Cavern..."
He swallowed.
Back at White Cavern, if Cen Qiaofu had not brought out the Blood Tree Yin Branch, Jiang Bianyan might not have died.
Hall Master Cheng might not have