"Old Lady Li," he bowed deeply and said. Yan Xiaobao nodded in response, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"Please follow this servant into the hall we have prepared for the auction. We've arranged the most beautiful balcony for you to overlook the auction; we hope it meets your satisfaction."
Yan Xiaobao raised an intrigued eyebrow. The manager couldn't see his reaction, but from under the conical hat, a melodic, youthful voice replied:
"Thank you, manager. I deeply appreciate your assistance."
The manager and all the guards felt a ripple, a shockwave reverberating through their bodies as the voice passed over them. Though gentle and friendly, the voice carried an undeniable depth of power—a testament to this expert's remarkable cultivation.
The guards did not follow Yan Xiaobao into the Black Market Auction House building. Instead, after bidding him farewell with respectful bows, they resumed their patrol duties immediately.
