On the auction stage, the middle-aged man in brocade robes smiled and announced loudly, "The honored guest in Room Number Five has bid three and a half billion high-grade Spirit Stones. Is anyone willing to offer a higher price?"
The entire auction hall fell silent. No one bid again. The middle-aged man in brocade robes asked three times in succession, and only when no one raised the price did he finally strike the decision.
"Congratulations to the honored guest in Room Number Five for winning this Peak-grade Cauldron!"
The middle-aged man in brocade robes declared loudly. Then, sweeping his gaze across the hall, he said, "Today's auction has now concluded. All honored guests who won cauldrons, please follow me to pay your Spirit Stones and collect your respective cauldrons!"
As the middle-aged man's voice fell, the auction finally came to a complete end, and many martial artists began leaving one after another.
Su Mo remained seated, his gaze fixed unwaveringly on Hong Qingxuan as he watched unwillingly while she was taken away.
Su Mo turned to look toward the private rooms above. Before long, he saw the people from Room Number Five emerge.
It was a young man dressed in a fitted black outfit. He looked very young, barely over twenty.
He was tall but not particularly robust, with a cold and stern face and a slightly pale complexion, like some young master who had indulged too deeply in wine and women.
As though he sensed Su Mo's gaze, Leng Fan glanced at Su Mo, the corner of his lips curling into a teasing smile.
"Master Cui, let's go!"
Su Mo withdrew his gaze, called out to Master Cui, and rose to walk outside.
Master Cui immediately stood as well and left together with Su Mo.
"Master Cui, what cultivation