He was subtly probing Su Yueli's background while also trying to sell her the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion's armed protection.
Su Yueli did not look at him. She merely waved a hand.
"No need."
The Commander's expression shifted slightly. Then he straightened and took two steps back. "In that case, the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion wishes our honored guests a safe journey."
The private box door closed.
The instant the Commander turned away, the smile vanished from his face.
"Commander, are we just letting them leave?" the Chief Appraiser asked quietly beside him.
"Pass down my order. No one from the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion is to step outside the gates."
The Commander sneered. "Since they don't need protection, let them die. I'd like to see how these mortals intend to carry such treasures out of the Inner City. Once those people outside tear them to pieces, we'll go clean up."
Meanwhile.
In a hidden passage beneath the auction hall.
Gu Changfeng, Zhao Mu, and three Seventh Realm Rogue Cultivator experts, all radiating bloody baleful intent, had gathered together.
"Everyone, we've confirmed the situation."
A disciple tasked with gathering intelligence hurried over. "The man and woman in the Heaven No. 1 Private Box, along with Gu Qinghe, showed no fluctuations of spiritual energy whatsoever. The other girl, the one carrying the greatsword, only had a martial artist's Qi and Blood."
"So they really are just a bunch of mortals who stumbled into dog-shit luck!"
One Seventh Realm Rogue Cultivator sneered, making no effort to hide the greed in his eyes. "Who knows which Primordial Ruins they dug those Ancient Spirit Stones out of? To think they dared flaunt them at the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion. They're courting death."
Gu Changfeng's face darkened, and he ground his teeth. "That unfilial son,