Qin Shaofeng walked into the inn and immediately went limp.
Fortunately, the disguise they had maintained all the way had kept him leaning against Destroyer of Three Immortals, allowing her to catch him in time.
Otherwise, he really would have fallen to the ground.
After lying down on the inn bed,
Destroyer of Three Immortals left at once, clearly going to gather information.
The afternoon passed quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the sky had begun to darken.
Destroyer of Three Immortals finally returned as well.
As an assassin, she did not waste words. She tossed an auction invitation to Qin Shaofeng before saying, "How are you holding up now? The auction begins in one hour. It is about time we set off."
"I'm not dead yet."
Even Qin Shaofeng's voice sounded extremely weak.
He forced himself to climb up and lightly stretch his frail body. His brows furrowed tightly before he finally walked over to Destroyer of Three Immortals.
He wrapped an arm around her waist again, his expression turning somewhat lecherous, yet also brimming with arrogance, before leading her out of the inn.
When the two had arrived at the inn, the news had not yet spread here.
But by now, the innkeeper had clearly realized what sort of identity the guest who had arrived at noon possessed.
He hurriedly put on a respectful expression and asked, "Are the two of you going to the auction? Would you like this old man to prepare some snacks for you?"
"Hm? How did you know this young master was going to the auction?"
Qin Shaofeng was slightly taken aback.
He had remained in an extremely weakened state throughout the afternoon and had no idea what Luoyue City had made of his arrival in that time.
"News of Young Master's