Everyone continued to stroll through the Xuanming Hall, chatting and laughing until they reached the third floor.
"Make way, make way, don't block our prince's path!"
At that moment, a group of a dozen or so guards came strutting over, forcibly parting the crowd.
A young nobleman, about twenty years old, walked towards the interior of the third floor, amidst stars surrounding the moon.
"It's the third son of Prince Taixuan."
Someone spoke up. The newcomer had no ordinary status. Prince Taixuan was of distinguished lineage, shrouded in prestige, with all his offspring holding titles. No one dared to provoke such people easily.
After these people had entered, Lin Feng and the others also made their way inside.
At this moment, a small auction was taking place on the third floor.
The auction was bustling with excitement, but the prices of many items were so exorbitant that Lin Feng and the others soon left.
