Misty the Pearl! Many people, including figures as prestigious as the Old Master, finally showed interest. Sui Yi and his group could feel the restlessness from both above and below, as the vitality index had risen significantly.
In the compartment opposite, Yi leaned coldly against a pillar, arms wrapped around his shoulders. Despite his slender frame, he possessed a notably contoured figure. Mr. Fei took a cautious glance and sniffed his reddened nose, then spoke to Sherlock in an odd-sounding Mandarin, "This Misty the Pearl is specifically requested by the Master. However, it seems more people have turned up than I anticipated. The Old Master and the two siblings from the Cao Family are tough nuts to crack... of course, there are also those few on the opposite side."
Sherlock, naturally aware of this, simply smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about that one opposite. She isn't very interested in this item."
"How do you know that?"
