"Ladies and gentlemen, the show's over, disperse please!"
Sensing the peculiar looks of those around him, Yun Xiao swept his gaze around the group and then spoke, prompting the spectators to finally snap out of it and slowly disperse.
After all, these people were here at Meridian Spirit trading street to select a Meridian Spirit suitable for themselves; watching the commotion was just a side issue. No matter what, it was just Yun Xiao's moment in the limelight.
However, as some people left, they couldn't help but cast several involuntary glances at the old hen held in Yun Xiao's arms, as if deep in thought.
"My brother, you see..."
After the crowd had gone, a voice suddenly reached Yun Xiao's ears. Without looking, he knew it was Wu Lin; at this moment, this young man was his last lifeline.
