On the second floor of the auction hall were the luxurious private boxes of the Ninth Brother.
Although Qin Shaofeng's current status was not low, he had no interest in exchanging pleasantries with those who were clearly two-faced.
He did not want to waste his effort.
Yet only moments after he sat down, a black-clad figure came near the corner where he was seated.
Brazenly squeezing Qi Ying aside, he sat down beside Qin Shaofeng.
Had it been anyone else, Qi Ying would already have flown into a rage. But the person who had squeezed in was someone they all knew—and knew quite well.
Zi Kuang!
"Why aren't you in the Assassin's Guild's private box? What are you doing here with me?"
Qin Shaofeng glanced at him, immediately speaking with some displeasure.
"I'm not that well acquainted with them."
Zi Kuang shook his head and said, "This Vice Guild Master position of mine is really no different from yours. Compared to being some Vice Guild Master, I actually prefer the title of Great Northern Wasteland's First Kill, hehe!"
"Heh."
Qin Shaofeng gave a soft chuckle but said no more.
Ever since learning of Zi Kuang's other identity, he had been filled with suspicion toward him.
He truly had no idea how much of that statement could be trusted.
"Kid, I heard you agreed to help that girl Zi Tianying enter that secret realm and retrieve that medicinal herb?" Zi Kuang suddenly asked.
His words immediately made Qin Shaofeng turn around.
"You seem to know rather a lot, don't you?" Qin Shaofeng asked.
"Not much, not much. Don't forget what my surname is. If we really count it, the current head of the Zi family is still my elder brother," Zi Kuang said again.
He seemed to have no intention of