Nan Xian was engrossed in the story when she was suddenly interrupted by the sound of an argument outside the door.

It seems that people from Shixi Building wanted to come in, but were stopped by the guards.

Huo Shaoying frowned and raised her voice: "Who's making a scene?"

A young voice replied, "Hello, sir. I am the lobby manager of Shixi Building. I am looking for a red-haired woman. Someone saw her heading to the third floor. May I ask if I can go in and check her out?"

Huo Shaoying said, "The person you are looking for is not here."

The people outside persisted: "Please don't misunderstand. That red-haired woman has ulterior motives and is likely very dangerous. I'm only thinking of your safety, so please understand."

Given their attitude, it's clear they have no choice but to come in. If we continue to obstruct them, it would seem like we're trying to hide something.

Nan Xian raised an eyebrow and looked at Huo Shaoying, silently asking: What should we do?

Huo Shaoying pursed her lips in thought, her gaze sweeping around the room before she pointed towards the area behind the screen. Nan Xian nodded in understanding and quickly got up and went over.

Behind the screen was a bed for guests to rest when they were tired; of course, it also occasionally served other, unspeakable purposes.

Nan Xian looked left and right, then squatted down behind a large decorative vase next to the bed.

This vase is large, but its shape is quite unique, wide in the middle and narrow at both ends. If she stands up straight, her head will be visible; if she squats down, her legs will be visible.

Standing up didn't work, and squatting didn't work either, so Nan Xian had no choice but to bend her knees and squat halfway down, like she was in a horse stance with her legs together.

The posture was a bit awkward, but at least as long as you didn't get close, it wouldn't be easy to notice that someone was hiding behind it.

Nan Xian silently gave herself a thumbs-up for her quick thinking. Before the smile on her face could fade, she was shocked to see—

The guard who was standing in the corner tending to the plants actually followed him in.

Come on in, but what's with taking your clothes off?

Nan Xian stared at him with wide eyes, her mind full of questions.

In the blink of an eye, the guard had deftly stripped off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body, with bronze skin and strong, powerful muscles...

I have to say, it's really quite pleasing to the eye.

No, no, what is he doing?

Just as Nan Xian was about to stop him, she saw him raise his eyes and look in her direction.

With their eyes meeting, the guard was taken aback when he saw her posture. His expression twisted for a second before he quickly regained his composure.

Nan Xian: ...Don't pretend, I can see you're trying not to laugh.

The guard bowed to her, mouthed "excuse me," and then made a "chua" sound.

Nan Xian only saw his belt buckle dart in front of her, her heart skipped a beat, and she reflexively closed her eyes.

Holy crap, holy crap, don't look!

Outside the screen, Huo Shaoying opened the door to the private room.

She put on a mask, crossed her arms, looked at the lobby manager standing at the door, and sneered, "Search me then, let's see what you can find!"

The lobby manager gave an awkward smile, bowed and apologized profusely, and looked around after entering the private room, even opening the wardrobe next to him.

There are no Tibetans.

He walked thoughtfully toward the screen.

Nan Xian dared not move, holding her breath as she watched the shadow get closer and closer.

The lobby manager's eyes lit up immediately when he could vaguely see a figure moving behind the screen, and he rushed forward.

Ha, got you!

......Well?

The lobby manager, looking completely bewildered, met the gaze of the guard who was putting on his trousers.

The former instinctively lowered his gaze, his eyes widening in shock.

The latter glared angrily, zipped up his pants, and pointed at him, shouting, "Look again, and believe me, I'll gouge your eyes out!"

He was already tall and muscular, and by deliberately making a fierce face, his imposing aura suddenly increased, which made the skinny lobby manager tremble and retreat repeatedly.

"I'm so sorry, I... I'll go out right away, I'll go out right away..."

He hadn't forgotten why he was there, so he quickly scanned his surroundings, but finding nothing amiss, he hurriedly retreated, enduring the fiery gaze from above.

A moment later, Nan Xian peeked out from behind the vase; the guard was already dressed.

He stood there, his gaze fixed straight ahead, gripping his sword, his expression solemn.

His expression was calm, as if nothing had happened, but upon closer inspection, hey—his ears were actually red!

She chuckled to herself and rubbed her knees.

"That was a brilliant move," she said, giving Huo Shaoying a thumbs up. "I've learned something new!"

Huo Shaoying smiled and said, "It was a last resort."

As the two were talking, a loud gong suddenly sounded downstairs, almost deafeningly loud—

"The grand finale is here!"

After saying this, both of them became serious and walked quickly to the window without prior arrangement.

Downstairs, several staff members pushed a box that was more than a person tall to the center of the auction stage, covered with a huge red cloth.

The excited chatter could be heard even on the third floor.

"It's so big, and it's even packed in a box... Could it be a strange beast?!"

"It seems that Shixi Tower really has something special this time!"

"I heard the owner of the building is personally coming to auction it. I can't wait to see what treasures it will be!"

"Hey, look up! It's the original poster! The original poster is here!"

Someone shouted this, and everyone looked up. A flash of white light appeared, and a person suddenly appeared on the roof.

He wore a silver-white long mandarin jacket and held a folding fan painted with a landscape painting. He was tall and straight, like a slender bamboo.

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