"More than a dozen people teleporting together?"
Lu Ren frowned slightly. "What kind of people are the others?"
"Rest assured, they are all ordinary cultivators who arrived recently and did not participate in this auction. This time, we are only charging five million Immortal Stones per person!"
Steward Liu said.
"Alright!"
Lu Ren nodded.
Steward Liu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "In three days, we will activate the Teleportation Grand Formation. Then I must trouble you, esteemed guest, to wait another three days!"
"No problem!"
Lu Ren nodded, then returned to the cultivation chamber with Hun Xian'er.
"Young Master, Steward Liu suddenly claimed that there was a problem with the teleportation formation's core. I fear they have already seen through our identities!"
Hun Xian'er's delicate brows were tightly knit as she spoke anxiously.
"I understand!"
Lu Ren nodded.
"Then why don't we quietly slip out of the merchant association right now?"
Hun Xian'er suggested.
But Lu Ren shook his head, sweeping out his hand as he said gravely, "If Steward Liu has truly guessed our identities, then we must already be under surveillance. Sneaking away now would only startle the snake in the grass and make things even more dangerous!"
"What should we do, then?"
Hun Xian'er was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
"We can only play along and see what tricks they have up their sleeves!"
Lu Ren said with a solemn expression and a low voice.
Even after hearing Lu Ren's words, Hun Xian'er remained deeply worried.
Lu Ren, however, sat as steady as a bell, his eyes closed, like an old monk deep in meditation, calm and composed.
In three days, he would step into the teleportation formation. To guard against treachery, he had to make every possible preparation.
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