Seeing Shen Xiuhan rise, Zuo Muxian stood as well.
Xie Hui was baffled by this and asked in a low voice:
"Junior Brother Shen, the final centerpiece treasures haven't even been auctioned yet..."
"There's no time."
Zuo Muxian raised a hand in a slight pressing gesture. His lips moved, and a secret voice transmission entered Xie Hui's ear.
Xie Hui's expression changed drastically. A cold gleam flashed through his eyes, and he asked no further questions, silently following the two of them out.
"Brother Qin!"
In the private room opposite, Li Heng was the first to notice the movement and hurriedly said:
"They're leaving!"
"Hm!?"
Qin Yue lifted his cold gaze and happened to see Xie Hui's retreating figure leaving the private room. Fierceness immediately bared its fangs in his eyes as he sneered:
"They know fear now? After provoking this young master, they think they can pat their asses and walk away? Wishful thinking!"
He abruptly turned his head toward the corner.
"Brother Ren!"
"At Brother Qin's command."
"You stay here and keep an eye on whoever bids for the last two treasures. The rest, come with me!"
"Yes!"
Among the seats below.
He Suyi's beautiful eyes shifted as she watched the several figures receding down the corridor. After hesitating briefly, she finally leaned close to Qu Wu and whispered:
"Senior Brother, they seem to be leaving. Should we..."
Before she could finish, the meaning behind her words was already plain enough.
A murky glint passed through Qu Wu's eyes. He withdrew his gaze without betraying a thing, the corners of his mouth curling into a sinister smile.
"No hurry. Let them fight until one side dies and the other lives. Once the auction ends, we'll go and... hehe, lend them a hand!"
Ten-Thousand Grotto Marsh.
Heavenly Poison