"Young Master, please don't be angry. Grandma insisted that I relay these words to you exactly as she said them, so I..." Qing Lin's delicate face was filled with genuine anxiety.
At this, Xiao Yi Xian and Mu Qingluan beside him both burst into unrestrained laughter, their bell-like giggles echoing through the room. Xiao Yan was not particularly angry. After all, he had spent some time with Ming Mei and knew that this was simply her temperament. Ming Mei had always been somewhat displeased by Qing Lin's attitude toward him. Of course, that displeasure had its limits. Ming Mei would never arrange anything that could truly affect Xiao Yan, but she was absolutely capable of delivering a few verbal blows to vent her frustration.
Xiao Yan would not feel any imbalance over Qing Lin's treatment, either. If Qing Lin continued advancing at such a speed, he would only be happy for her. Moreover, Xiao Yan understood that Ming Mei's solemn instructions to Qing Lin might also have been a form of expectation toward him, though her attitude had not been gentle in the slightest.
At the center of the platform, Lin Xiuya began introducing the effects of the Spirit-Nurturing Dust. His explanation was largely no different from what Qing Lin had said, and the Spirit-Nurturing Dust similarly stirred fervor throughout the entire venue. If Lin Xiuya had not yet finished his introduction, someone would likely have already been unable to resist starting the bidding. Xiao Yan also gave up any thoughts of picking up a bargain. Though there were three pellets of Spirit-Nurturing Dust, obtaining one without paying a steep price was absolutely impossible!
The bidding for the Spirit-Nurturing Dust was bound to spark a bloody struggle. Naturally, Xiao Yan would not back down. Even if it cost him dearly,