Yao Ling?
Xiao Yan perked up at once, his gaze settling on Yao Ling.
Judging by appearances alone, the young man looked about his age. He had long, ice-blue hair, and a cold, haughty expression rested on his exquisitely beautiful, cool and elegant face.
While Xiao Yan studied Yao Ling, Yao Ling was studying him in turn.
Looking at Xiao Yan's handsome face, on which he could find not the slightest flaw, Yao Ling lingered for a rare second glance.
That extra glance suddenly made him feel an inexplicable attraction emanating from Xiao Yan.
No-to be more precise, it was an attraction between souls.
Yao Ling could say with absolute certainty that his soul yearned to... merge with the soul of the man before him!
Startled by this sensation, Yao Ling felt an almost imperceptible blush creep across his cold, haughty face.
He dared not look at Xiao Yan again and turned toward Yao Yue.
Yao Yue failed to notice anything unusual about Yao Ling and continued addressing Xiao Yan. "Alliance Leader Xiao, could you arrange a VIP room for us?"
Xiao Yan considered it briefly. The Yao Clan might well be the wealthiest of the Eight Clans, and the key was that its geniuses would certainly have access to considerable resources. They might become major customers. He nodded. "Of course, for guests from the Yao Clan."
Xiao Yan called over a staff member and arranged a VIP room on the spot.
The Tian Shu Alliance had sent out plenty of invitations, but not every faction would accept and attend the auction, so some VIP rooms would naturally remain vacant.
Yao Yue then led Yao Ling straight into the auction house. Yao Ling turned back curiously several times to look at Xiao Yan, something indescribable flickering in his cool eyes.