Yang Chen had been famous before, but never to this extent. He truly had not known fame came with such treatment—even the spirit stones for a superior room were waived.
"Young Master Yang, please accept them quickly. Otherwise, the president will never forgive me," the maid said nervously.
Yang Chen was now rather curious about just who this president was. Unless the president genuinely admired him, why would she have frightened this maid to such a degree?
Thinking this, Yang Chen could only say, "All right, then I'll accept the spirit stones."
The maid gazed at Yang Chen a few more times, her face blooming like peach blossoms. Still reluctant to leave, she finally departed in great excitement, seemingly intending to bring the good news to her president.
"Gate Master, that merchant association president won't barge straight in later, will he?" Zhou Qing grinned.
Yang Chen had quite a headache over it as well, and could only say, "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. The auction is about to begin. Let's focus on that first!"
By this point, there was not much time left before the auction began.
Just over half an hour later, as night fell, a long, resonant bell rang out. With the vast majority of martial artists having entered the venue, the auction officially began.
The person hosting the auction was a beautiful woman. Her martial cultivation aside, her appearance alone made her a true beauty. She smiled sweetly. "Thank you all for gracing our Dragon Scale Auction House with your presence. To be honest, our Dragon Scale Merchant Association has been established in the Eastern Emperor Sect region for a hundred years. Our foundations may not be deep, but our supplies are quite complete. Because of the trade convention, we have prepared many