Ning Xiaochuan nodded lightly. "Brother Situ, rest assured. If I did not have some confidence, I would not rashly venture into Burial Mountain."
At that moment, the conversation of several diners not far away drew Ning Xiaochuan and Situ Jing's attention.
"I heard that Miss Yan Mingzhu of the Yan Clan will personally come to Sky Stone City."
"How did you find out? Where did that news come from?" a martial artist beside him asked excitedly.
The martial artist who had first revealed the news smiled. "In ten days, Miss Yan will personally preside over the Yan Clan auction. The item being auctioned as the grand finale is also connected to Burial God Mountain."
"I heard that experts of the Heaven-Man Realm from the Nine Great Clans and the Four Great Taoist Temples will all come. The rising stars of the younger generation will also gather in Sky Stone City. The Yan Clan Auction House ten days from now will certainly be a battle between dragons and tigers."
When he heard the name "Yan Mingzhu," Situ Jing's expression changed slightly. However, he quickly calmed down again, and not the slightest abnormality could be seen.
Those subtle changes naturally could not escape Ning Xiaochuan's eyes. Idly toying with the wine cup on the table, he asked, "Brother Situ, you seem to have quite a deep connection with that Miss Yan?"
Situ Jing smiled and shook his head. "I still could not hide it from Brother Ning's eyes."
"Then I am even more curious about that Miss Yan," Ning Xiaochuan said.
Situ Jing's gaze darkened. "If anyone else mentioned that woman in front of me, I would definitely fall out with him. There is actually nothing much to say. In terms of looks, she could probably be called heavenly-fairy level. In