It had to be said that although the Black-Corner Region was chaotic, its intelligence networks were developed to a jaw-dropping degree.
In no time at all, someone had discovered that Xiao Yan had entered with the earlier merchant caravan and tracked down the portly Doma.
Before the auction even began, its host and Fan Ling, the Young Sect Master of the Blood Sect, had already learned that this was Xiao Yan's first visit to the Black-Corner Region. More information, however, could not be uncovered quite so quickly.
"So he's just a rookie who's newly arrived in the Black-Corner Region!" After hearing his subordinates' findings, Fan Ling lost the initial caution in his gaze toward Xiao Yan, replacing it with a measure of contempt.
As for Xiao Yan, he knew no one here, so after entering the auction hall, he simply closed his eyes and waited.
After Xiao Yan had kept his eyes closed for nearly half an hour, a clear chime slowly rang through the hall.
Hearing the chime, Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the dazzling crystal stage. A white-haired old man who appeared to be the auctioneer was already standing there with a smile.
"It's finally starting!"
Looking over the enormous hall, which was packed almost to bursting, Xiao Yan murmured softly, a hint of anticipation in his dark eyes.
The clear chime slowly echoed through the auction hall. As it rang out, the deafening clamor gradually subsided, and countless gazes turned toward the crystal stage, burning with eagerness.
"Hehe, everyone, I imagine you've grown rather impatient waiting. Since that's the case, I won't annoy you with any more formal pleasantries."
The white-haired old man, dressed in luxurious robes, smiled at the sea of heads filling the hall and tossed aside the usual opening