In his line of sight, the lower-cultivation cultivators belonging to the auction house moved back and forth between the various private rooms.
Among them, cultivators could clearly be seen carrying all manner of spiritual tea, spiritual fruits, and even spiritual wine brimming with rich spiritual qi and of fine grade and quality into the private rooms, pouring tea and wine for the cultivators within.
As time trickled by, spiritual tea and spiritual wine had been placed before nearly every cultivator in most private rooms.
Only the private room where Su Shi'er was located, along with the two private rooms next to it, remained unattended.
Su Shi'er narrowed his eyes, utterly unmoved by this.
Though the boy attendant had reminded them before leaving that someone else would serve tea and wine after they were seated, Su Shi'er had never cared about such things.
Whether there was any or not made no difference to him.
But just because he did not care did not mean that others did not.
The other cultivators in the room had clearly been waiting much longer.
Especially when they saw Boy Attendants going in and out of all the other rooms, their dissatisfaction grew even stronger.
"Hmm? What is going on? Every other private room has people bringing spiritual tea and wine. Why is there not even the slightest movement here?"
"This location is rather far back. Perhaps it simply has not reached our turn yet."
"Bullshit! Those Boy Attendants serving tea have already begun withdrawing! Could it be that they are deliberately favoring some while slighting others?"
"It is only a little spiritual tea and wine. We can do without it!"
"Hmph, you may be rich and overbearing, but this old man does not have such lavish means. This old man did not pay a single