The next day, the light rain turned into heavy rain.
From early morning onward, dozens of figures radiating immense auras streaked across the gloomy sky—an unprecedented spectacle for Eastsea City.
Without exception, these experts had all come for the divine blood, rushing toward the auction house in the city center.
As nine o'clock approached, the two lovely beauties, one older and one younger, beside his pillow finally loosened their languid, intimate embrace and let him leave their tender haven.
"Be good. Don't go to the auction today. Stay here and wait for me, alright?"
Leng Yaozhu and Na'er both understood that they could not become Su Jiu's burden. Though unwilling, they had no choice but to accept it.
"A-Jiu, you need to be careful too. Don't try to tough it out if something happens. Just run. It's not shameful."
"Brother A-Jiu, Na'er will wait for you at home!"
A heartfelt smile appeared on Su Jiu's lips. His two wives were far too understanding and lovable. How could he possibly bear to die?
He lowered his head and lightly kissed each of them on the lips before leaving.
Leng Yaozhu let out a soft sigh and silently prayed that Su Jiu's journey would go smoothly and that everything would turn out well.
The auction venue.
"Hey, did you hear? Yu Darou of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disappeared yesterday. It seems they've completely lost contact with her. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is going crazy looking for her."
"Huh? Now that you mention it, I'm a little scared..."
"Wait, are you trying to spread rumors to trick us into leaving so you can buy the divine blood at a low price? How despicable!"
"Me, despicable?"
The man was so angry that he laughed. Who was Yu Darou? Wasn't she