The female steward was indeed a little afraid. Shi Kang withdrew his request to see the chief auctioneer and did not press the matter further.
Shi Kang nodded slightly and stopped asking. He quietly sensed the aura within the auction hall.
The more powerful experts there were, the fiercer the competition would be. The more things he could sell for a good price.
Just then, he narrowed his eyes slightly. His gaze suddenly settled on a familiar figure at the entrance to the auction hall.
Slender legs, a clear and beautiful face—it was not some stranger, but Qingluan, the woman who had followed him around a month ago, begging to become his disciple.
Why did she come here?
Shi Kang was somewhat surprised.
He had thought that woman had long since given up on taking him as her master.
Perhaps sensing his scrutiny, Qingluan abruptly looked up, her sharp gaze landing precisely on the private room where Shi Kang was.
"Hmph!"
The moment she spotted him, Qingluan immediately revealed an expression of utter disgust.
Damn it, this crowd had actually come too?
Last time, after she had been verbally humiliated by him outside the city gates, she had been holding back a bellyful of anger with nowhere to vent it.
The instant she saw Shi Kang, a bold thought immediately formed in her mind.
No matter what Shi Kang fancied later, she would bid against him!
If he competed with her, he would have to spend a huge amount of supreme spirit liquid for nothing and suffer a major loss.
If he did not bid, then anything that fell into her hands would naturally be hers.
She was the daughter of an elder from the ancient Blue Phoenix Clan. Her family was wealthy, and she did not lack that bit