The auction was nearing its end, with one rare treasure after another taking the stage.
When a Mid-grade Yellow-tier Star Shattering Sword sold for the high price of eight thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones, Su Yu couldn't help shaking his head with a sigh.
The Mid-grade Yellow-tier Martial Skill, Mysterious Ice Palm, that came next soared to ten thousand Spirit Stones, provoking an uproar throughout the hall.
Those figures made Su Yu keenly aware that his modest savings were no more than a drop in the ocean to the great sects and powerful clans.
Honored guests, this concludes today's auction.
The auctioneer's golden hammer fell for the final time, marking the end of this grand occasion.
By the time Su Yu left the auction house, dusk had deepened.
The myriad lights of Qingyang City lit up one after another, illuminating the streets as bright as day.
Su Yu turned and cupped his fists to Qin Lie and the others. "Thank you all for looking after me. I should return to my sect."
"Why the rush to leave, Brother Su?"
Qin Lie clapped Su Yu on the shoulder with hearty enthusiasm. His bronze-colored face was flushed slightly from the wine. "Next time you come to Qingyang City, I'll have good wine ready for you. We'll drink until neither of us can stand!"
Liu Fei covered her lips and chuckled. "Captain should first get over his habit of passing out in the street, like last time."
When she turned to Su Yu, her eyes held a little more sincere concern. "Young Master Su, take care on your journey."
Qin Yue stood behind her brother, her slender fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.
The glow of the setting sun gilded her lovely profile, but could not hide the sorrow in her eyes.