Demon Moon Empress shook her head with a chuckle!
This cousin of hers was far too gentle, not a match for her.
Qi Xian muttered speechlessly, "You really are too reckless, trading a copied map for twenty thousand top-grade spirit stones?"
Demon Moon Empress: "..."
Old woman: "..."
Who knew how many people had obtained that animal skin scroll, and An Qing would surely cough up blood if she found out.
Buying three words with twenty thousand top-grade spirit stones, and An Qing had even done it willingly.
Qi Xian wiped the fine sweat from his forehead. To fleece the Empress, only his cousin could pull it off, and she did it with such righteous confidence and unshakeable poise.
Down in the auction hall, various shouts rang out...
"Eleven thousand!"
"Twelve thousand!"
"..."
"..."
The little one did not care at all as she skipped and hopped toward Box 999.
Just as she passed Box 966!
The little one furrowed her brows slightly, a look of disgust crossing her face as she pinched her nose and muttered, "Wine? Stinky."
It was not just the wine that disgusted her; that aura also made her feel uncomfortable, so the little one flashed away to Box 999 in an instant.
Box 966!
A pot of wine sat on the table, and two men sat opposite each other as a thick fragrance of wine permeated the surroundings.
They seemed to have no interest in the outside world, their eyes fixed solely on this pot of wine.
Strangely enough, one man was wreathed in purple qi, while the other was wreathed in red. They looked like shadows, their true faces impossible to make out.
Both were flesh and blood.
After the purple qi gradually dispersed, it revealed a person with a single character branded upon