Elder Qing, the Fragmented Map, and the Storage Ring (Second Update)

Xiao Yan sank into the soft chair and closed his eyes to rest.

First-class guests sat in the front row. Though the hall was dim, plenty of eyes remained fixed on those seats. When people saw how strangely young the boy there was, their faces filled with astonishment.

"Those four women are all stunning. A man could count his life well spent if he got to be with even one of them."

"Tsk, tsk. Which great faction's prodigy is he? I heard an Eight-Winged Black Snake Emperor is waiting outside the city. Could he be from the Heavenly Snake Mansion? Look at that beauty's waist, supple as a water snake."

Hearing the whispers around him, a pale young man in fine robes, roughly twenty years old, slowly opened his eyes and swept an indifferent gaze toward the front row.

His eyes narrowed. The beauties did not interest him, but that fellow put him on guard. He seemed to burn like a furnace, bright enough to make the young man's pupils sting.

He did not like this person at all—

"Elder Qing of the Green Snake Mansion."

Xiao Yan's Soul Perception spread throughout the auction hall. He tapped a finger lightly against the armrest and smiled. "An old acquaintance—

Ah—"

"What? What part of that shameless snake caught your eye this time?" Medusa leaned close to Xiao Yan's ear, her breath fragrant, though danger edged her voice.

Xiao Yan's eyelid twitched. Without drawing attention, he took her soft hand and gently rubbed it between his fingers.

This woman was jealous enough to make his teeth ache, yet she insisted on acting as though nothing was wrong.

She was harsh with her insults, too. After all, she was a snake herself—

Cai Lin gave a soft huff and tried to pull her