Nan Xian felt a chill run down her spine. She exclaimed "Eek!" and quickly moved away from the corpses.
Seeing this, Huo Shaoying added, "Don't be too nervous. The Golden Scale Butterfly has extremely high requirements for its living environment. It will die if the temperature changes even slightly. It usually only lives in the deepest part of the border forest and will not actively approach the bustling areas. Moreover, its wild population is very small, and it is difficult to even encounter it if you want to."
She pointed to the dead golden butterflies on the ground. "Each golden butterfly carries a limited amount of toxins, so they cherish them. They usually don't attack people unless provoked. The reason we saw the golden dust flying around earlier was because they knew they were going to die—they wanted to take a few down with them."
Nan Xian instantly understood her unspoken meaning.
"So, these golden-scaled butterflies were deliberately released today?"
Huo Shaoying nodded, walked onto the auction stage, and thoughtfully examined the huge birdcage.
She noticed the shackles on the ground, so she picked them up through the handkerchief.
The heavy iron chain was dragged along, making a screeching sound as it scraped against the marble floor.
She slowly pulled a strand of hair from the gap in the shackles, held it in her palm, and felt it for a while.
“It is indeed Ruizhu’s aura—it seems someone knew about her kidnapping by Linghu Sheng before I did.” A cold glint flashed in Huo Shaoying’s eyes.
"To be able to take Ruizhu away right under Linghu Sheng's nose, and to get so many Golden Scale Butterflies at once, that person is clearly not simple." Nan Xian squatted down next to her. "What should we do? Do you have any clues?"
Huo Shaoying turned to look at her, her eyes flashing slightly.
When she went downstairs just now, she pretended to touch Nan Xian several times, but she couldn't get any more information from her.
It was as if her special talent had suddenly stopped working for her.
Despite possessing no spiritual power whatsoever, she overwhelmed Linghu Sheng, leaving him unable to retaliate. Moreover, the demonic energy protecting Linghu Sheng seemed terrified of her, not daring to even approach her...
Wait, could it be—Nan Xian is a god?!
Yes, among the four realms, only the gods are not afraid of the corruption of demonic energy, and it is said that some gods are born with the power to suppress demonic energy... So it makes sense that she was able to crush Linghu Sheng and that I could not find any information about her.
Huo Shaoying's eyes lit up as she considered this possibility, looking at Nan Xian as if she were looking at a rare treasure.
Although I don't know why Nan Xian is hiding her identity, since she is unwilling to say, I'll just pretend I don't know. If I can get her help, the search for Rui Zhu will definitely be much smoother!
Nan Xian noticed her gaze and blinked uncomfortably. "Is there something on my face?"
Huo Shaoying quickly composed herself and coughed lightly, "No, no, you just reminded me. I just remembered that if I want to inquire about the Golden Scale Butterfly, there is someone I can trust."
Just then, a sound of something rolling down the stairs leading from the hall to the second floor came from the same spot, and the two of them stood up alertly at the same time.
A moment later, a disheveled man fell at the bottom of the stairs, groaning as he used the railing to get up.
He turned his head, saw the two people in the hall, and froze.
What are you doing here?
"It's you!"
"You're still alive!"
Three voices rang out simultaneously.
A brief silence followed as the three looked at each other in bewilderment.
"You two know each other?"
The three voices rang out simultaneously once again.
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