"Elder."

In the sect, Wanru is still used to calling Tang Xiaobao "elder".

She was a little confused.

Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Don't worry. At the auction, it all comes down to who can afford the most. What's wrong with me sitting in the hall? As long as they can afford it, no one can snatch the treasure I've set my eyes on. Let's go, lead the way."

Feng Kui quickly said, "Thank you for your understanding, Elder. However, there is still a small problem. I, I——"

"Why are there so many questions? Just tell me."

Tang Xiaobao was getting a little impatient: "Are you afraid that I'll attend and are deliberately stalling for time?"

"No, no, no, Elder, you misunderstood. How could I think that? Actually, Second Brother just went over to preside over the auction. If it really starts, we still have to wait a while. It's completely in time to go now. It's just that this year's auction requires on-the-spot payment. You have to pay for every item you bid on—"

"Are you worried that I'll default on my debt? Don't worry, I have the money with me."

Tang Xiaobao coughed and said, "Let's go. Lead the way."

"Yes, elder, please come this way."

Feng Kui took Tang Xiaobao and Wanru to the auction house.

Behind him, a group of disciples looked at each other.

Several disciples began to discuss.

"It's over. How come he came back by chance?"

"What do you mean, are you afraid he'll come back?"

"No, I—"

"Don't say any more. The Lord Divine Master was going to look for him after the auction, and now he's walking right into their trap."

"Should we report this to the Sect Master?"

"No need, the Sect Master will do it himself."

"Yes, and the eldest brother will take them there."

…

The auction venue is still the stone chamber from last year.

However, it was indeed transformed.

There are only four VIP boxes.

There is actually electricity here. There is a large crystal lamp on the top of the stone chamber, which illuminates the chamber very brightly.

This is the heart of the Divine Sword Peak, and there was originally little light... We used to use night-lights for lighting.

There were dozens of people sitting in the hall, all from various sects.

Surprisingly, no worldly people participated this year.

There were four VIP boxes with open windows, but it was unclear who was sitting inside. However, those who could sit inside must be from a big sect in the ancient martial arts world and must be very powerful.

According to the rules, there is absolutely no waiting period for the auction.

Sorry, if anyone is late, please arrive early next time, otherwise you will miss the chance to participate this time.

As the host and organizer, the Divine Sword Sect is absolutely top-notch in the ancient martial arts world. The rules are naturally set by the Divine Sword Sect, and no one dares to challenge it.

On the stage, Second Brother Yan Feng was giving his opening remarks.

Suddenly, the small door at the back of the hall creaked open.

Yan Feng on the stage immediately frowned and stopped.

Anyone who comes in at this time without following the rules is tantamount to challenging the Divine Sword Sect.

As the new leader of the sect, he would naturally not be happy even if he was just acting as the leader.

Everyone looked towards the small door, and no one felt happy.

The small door opened, and the third senior brother Feng Kui came in first and nodded to Yan Feng on the stage. Then, Tang Xiaobao and Wanru walked in together.

Yan Feng's expression changed slightly and he frowned, but he quickly regained his composure.

Of course he knew Tang Xiaobao and Wanru.

But the people from other sects did not recognize them.

So, some people were dissatisfied.

"What's going on? Didn't you say there's no time to wait?"

"Exactly, what's the Divine Sword Sect up to? Do they still have to follow the rules?"

"Let's see what Yan Feng has to say."

"Yes, we should be given an explanation."

Some people in the four VIP boxes also snorted coldly.

It was obvious that these distinguished guests were also unhappy.

The small door was closed, and Feng Kui left without any explanation. Before leaving, he winked at Yan Feng.

Tang Xiaobao and Wanru looked at everyone, heard their reactions, and without saying anything, sat down in an inconspicuous seat in the last row.

"Everyone, let's continue the auction."

Yan Feng spoke loudly on the stage.

"Sect Master Yan, shouldn't you explain to us how these two can break the rules of the auction? Besides, wasn't it agreed that only people from the Ancient Martial Realm can attend this auction? Do they count as part of the Ancient Martial Realm?"

Sect Master Yan?

sweat……

Yan Feng's face turned slightly red, and he looked at Tang Xiaobao and Wanru with some guilt.

As if a little excited.

Tang Xiaobao held her hand and signaled her not to speak.

Yan Feng coughed and began to explain, "Everyone, these two guests are indeed from the Ancient Martial Arts World. As the organizer, we weren't late for long. Although I'm only the temporary acting leader of the Divine Sword Sect, please give me some face. I think their lateness is forgivable... Okay, let's end this matter here. I've said everything I needed to say. Next, we'd like to invite Elder Zhao to make his grand entrance. He will be the host of today's auction."

After Yan Feng explained it this way, although everyone felt resentful, they were reluctant to express it.

Then, sparse applause broke out.

A man in his fifties walked onto the stage and bowed to everyone.

"My last name is Zhao, and I'm an elder of the Divine Sword Sect. I'll be hosting today's auction. I hope everyone will support and cooperate, and actively participate in the auction. Tonight's items are quite impressive, haha."

After Elder Zhao finished speaking, a female disciple walked out from the door behind him, holding a porcelain plate covered with a red cloth. No one knew what treasure it was.

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