Heaton Hotel lobby, fifty seats in total.
Xu Jingming and Ling Shuang easily found seat number 23.
Unlike ordinary seats, these were more like sofa beds in a private cinema.
Even with two people lying on one, there was still more than enough room.
Perhaps Ling Shuang's figure and looks were simply too stunning.
Not long after they sat down, three or four groups of people came over.
Their conversations were much the same as Mark's—they all wanted to swap partners once the ceremony began.
Ling Shuang did not understand at first, but after recalling the doctrines of the Bewitching Butterfly Sect, she realized what they meant.
Her pretty face turned cold as she sternly rejected every one of them.
As for Xu Jingming, his broad knowledge from his previous life had already given him a rough idea of what this so-called gathering was about.
It was probably nothing more than a carnival for a group of people.
The Bewitching Butterfly Sect was merely the organizer, taking the opportunity to promote its own doctrines.
"Devout followers, thank you for your patience."
When the clock struck nine that evening, Mike strode to the front of the hall and spoke in English:
"Of the fifty couples here, most of you have attended our gatherings more than once.
"Of course, there are also new members attending for the first time.
"Old members need no introduction—simply enjoy yourselves.
"New members need not worry either. Our Bewitching Butterfly Sect will guide you to the pinnacle of ecstasy!
"Before the ceremony begins, however, let us first move on to tonight's auction.
"Everyone may place bids using the bidding device you received at the entrance. Highest bidder wins."
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd below began whispering excitedly.
"So there's an auction. No wonder they