In the private room, Gu Zhi clicked his tongue. "Shopkeeper Shen had rotten luck today... though not entirely."
Yu Ci understood what he meant. Running into someone like Zhan Shuicheng was certainly misfortune, but having the Nine Nether Prison removed a step early had avoided a more direct clash. And because of Zhan Shuicheng's straightforward nature, there was now some room to maneuver. At least, it seemed they had avoided the worst outcome.
Still, Yu Ci had always harbored a doubt: what exactly had happened with the Nine Nether Prison's sudden withdrawal?
As the actual consignor, he certainly had not made such a request. Even if Shen Wan had been unable to contact him and made the decision herself, she would not have hurriedly replaced it at the eleventh hour, leaving Suixin Pavilion caught flat-footed.
How strange...
While he was pondering, Shen Wan finally managed to get a faint grasp on Zhan Shuicheng's temperament. Coaxing and persuading her, she led that possibly most terrifying cat in the world down from the stage, saying they would discuss matters separately. As for the mess left behind, it was handed over to the poor auctioneer. With such an interruption, one could imagine how difficult the rest of the auction would be.
Yu Ci had no interest in watching any longer. Just as he was considering an excuse to leave, Gu Zhi tapped his fan against his palm. "Shopkeeper Shen may be in trouble this time. We cannot simply stand by and watch. Brother Jiu Yan, Brother Guan Zheng, I have a proposal. I wonder if it would be appropriate?"
Seeing both men look at him, Gu Zhi smiled faintly. "Fairy Zhan left from our private room just now. We did perform the small service of serving her tea, and she favored us enough