While everyone was baffled by Li Ziran's decision, the mahogany door to the front hall suddenly went bang bang twice. An invitation ticket marked "Ancient Clans Gathering" slipped in through the crack beneath the door.
A row of colorful lights hung across the top of the invitation ticket. In the middle was a small theater, with a bar to one side and a tiny fountain at the center. Its background was pure black, and the six words "Carslan Invitation Ticket" were printed in traditional ancient script at its heart. It looked understated without losing its magnificence.
A line of delicate small writing was also inscribed on the back of the invitation ticket.
"The gift is outside."
Everyone could not help looking toward Li Ziran. In a place where they were strangers in a strange land, who would send them a gift?
What intrigued them even more was that this invitation ticket was identical to the one he had just exchanged for two thousand Void Coins through the hidden door. Yet someone had now sent them this valuable item for no reason at all.
"Looks like someone has taken an interest in us. There's no point discussing it further, so we might as well relax a little." Li Ziran laughed. "We've been quite worn out during our time on the Red Soil Continent. This is a good chance to attend a gathering of the Ancient Clans in the Void Expanse and broaden our horizons. Let's go, everyone."
Yet no one moved. Anfuni handed over the invitation ticket and said, "Li, it says that each ticket only admits one person."
Li Ziran gave it a look. Sure enough, there was explanatory text on the back, explicitly stating that attendants were not allowed. This was a purely private pre-auction cocktail party.
His gaze