Ziye took the teacup casually, took a sip, and responded indifferently, but her eyes lingered on a list in front of her.

On the list, there is the name of the subject matter of this auction, the starting price, and the character of the item.

Zi Ye indifferently skimmed the list, but his gaze fell on the last line, and his breath froze for an instant.

"Yuqiang?!"

Yuqiang is one of the three great gods in the world, and its owner, she clearly remembers, should be her quasi-second aunt, Mu Liuyan.

But why is it here now?

She vaguely remembered that this Yuqiang was an heirloom left to her by Mu Liuyan's father, and it stands to reason that it should not be auctioned by her, and it is impossible to auction it.

She subconsciously looked at the introduction at the back, and was lucky that this Yuqiang was just a thing with the same name.

But the two short words in the back stinged her eyes.

Murderer!

In black and white, there is no introduction, not even a price, just two simple words.

Murderers.

Yuqiang is different from the dragon bone and phoenix marrow, it does belong to the category of fierce soldiers.

Because it kills too much, even heavier than the phoenix marrow.

So, why did this Yuqiang appear here?

This means that if it weren't for Mu Liuyan's accident, then this Yuqiang would be fake.

"What's wrong?" Wanqiu instantly realized that Zi Ye's expression was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to investigate, looking left and right, but he didn't see anything wrong: "Young Master Zi, but what's wrong?" ”

"Late Autumn...... Is there a way for you to see these objects before they even start? ”

"This ......" Wanqiu was suddenly a little embarrassed: "Although everyone here knows that my identity is unusual, but there are rules here, if it is not a last resort, all auctions should be opened and viewed in advance under the supervision of He Lao...... But if Young Master Zi needs it, I can go around and see if I can do it......"

There are no rules, especially such a rigorous business empire, which needs to be constrained by rules.

Ziye understood this truth, so she didn't embarrass her too much.

Anyway, it was the last auction, and before that, He Anshan should have rushed back.

The following bidders are basically seated, and those who can sit in the front row are all big businessmen and wealthy families.

Most of the people in the back come in to join in the fun, if they meet someone they like, maybe a miracle will happen, pick up a leak or something.

In fact, the really rich people are all around the second floor, and they have rented a fixed wing room all the year round and set it up as a private room.

These people are all hidden families or masters, and even He Anshan shy away from asking about their identities.

Anyway, he is in business, as long as there is a commission, who is the buyer and who is the seller has nothing to do with him.

Zi Ye's eyes looked at the surrounding private rooms through the window hung with beaded curtains and tulle, and everywhere he looked, among all the private rooms, there seemed to be crowds of people, and there were people inside.

These people follow fixed secret paths, so no one knows how these people came and went, and no one even sees whether they are male or female.

After the purple night was swept away, he was just about to sit down, but his body suddenly stiffened.

Just now, she clearly felt a different aura sweeping around her.

This is someone who is perceiving the surrounding situation with her spiritual sense, if it weren't for the fact that she also has spiritual sense, otherwise she really wouldn't have noticed such a vague aura.