"An auction?"
Qin Han's interest stirred slightly.
The Chu Yun Imperial Capital stood at the junction of three nations: the Jia Ma Empire to the east, the Luo Yan Empire to the west, and the Mulan Empire to the south.
Caravans, mercenaries, and spies from all three nations converged here year-round, and all manner of news traveled faster than the wind.
To suddenly hold an auction at a time like this, and make sure the entire city knew about it...
Qin Han recalled the three Dou Zong auras he had sensed earlier-two members of the Soul Hall, and Xiao Yi Xian.
The Poison Sect's leader had personally received two Soul Hall Protectors who could not bear the light of day.
Those people from the Soul Hall never stirred without something to gain. They could hardly have traveled all this way to the Chu Yun Empire for sightseeing.
And then there was Xiao Yi Xian's guarded attitude...
A faint curve touched Qin Han's lips. He had a fair idea of what was going on. The Chu Yun Empire, the Luo Yan Empire, and the Mulan Empire were probably about to join forces.
"An auction... might be worth a visit. I can see whether there's anything good to pick up." Qin Han rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
The three great empires were about to join forces against the Jia Ma Empire. An auction held before the war was bound to feature plenty of good things.
"But behave yourself tomorrow. Don't go wandering off. Dragons and snakes mingle in a place like this. There's no telling who you might run into."
Zi Yan pursed her lips and muttered something under her breath, but did not argue.
Qin Han said no more.
Meanwhile.
Deep within Poison Miasma Valley.
"Quite the Poison Sect you have here."