Along the way, everyone's eyes turned to him, some with curiosity, some with awe, and most with speculation about the mysterious man in black robes.

The woman led the man in black through a long corridor to a door on the second floor, which was intricately carved. She pushed open the door and gestured for him to enter.

"Sir, this is the most luxurious VIP room in the entire auction. From here, you can have a complete view of the auction stage and enjoy the most prestigious bidding experience."

The man in black robes glanced at the room and strode inside.

After the woman finished speaking, she bit her lower lip and softly hinted at an inquiry:

"My lord, is there anything else you require? I can arrange it for you at any time."

As she spoke, she secretly observed the expression on the black-robed man's face, trying to catch a glimpse of his emotional fluctuations from his reaction.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the private room began to turn cold and gloomy, and a layer of frost quietly spread.

At the same time, a cold and emotionless voice echoed in the private room:

"Get out!"

The voice carried the chill of a thousand years, and carried an undeniable authority and disgust.

Upon hearing the woman's voice, which was clearly filled with anger, the woman's face instantly turned ashen. Her heart skipped a beat, and she realized that she had misdirected her 'hint'.

Not daring to linger any longer, fearing to further anger the man in black, he hurriedly bowed and apologized, his voice trembling noticeably:

"My lord, I am truly sorry, it was I who overstepped my bounds!"

After saying that, she moved hastily yet swiftly, almost running out of the private room, then quickly turned around and closed the door gently but urgently.