As night fell, the streets of the capital of the Blue Moon Kingdom became more and more crowded.
Thousands of onlookers surrounded the Five Colors Pavilion auction house.
The venue was large enough to accommodate more than fifty thousand people in its lower stands alone, which surrounded a large jade stage in a perfect circle.
The VIP boxes, just above, held another thousand people: masters of great sects, powerful experts, representatives of noble houses and, of course, the royal family.
Qingyi was in one of these boxes, not as luxurious as those intended for the high nobility, but still comfortable.
Next to him on the large sofa was Meilin. Her beautiful porcelain face bore an uncomfortable expression.
Even with the great distance between her VIP room and her brother's, on the opposite side of the auction house, she could still feel his angry gaze.
