The silence remained between them for a few moments, stretching like an invisible thread that connected them in a web of mutual understanding.
It was not an uncomfortable silence, the kind that weighs upon one's shoulders and demands to be filled with empty words.
On the contrary. It was light, peaceful, like the pause between two notes of a pleasant melody, a space where the music breathed before continuing its journey.
Through the enormous crystal window of the Sky Family's private room, the lights of the grand auction hall shimmered below them like a sea of earthly stars.
The constant movement of the crowd, the vibrant colors of the cultivators' robes, the gleam of the treasures being displayed, everything seemed distant, separated from that small sanctuary above.
Distant voices echoed as new lots were presented, but up there, everything seemed to belong to another world, another reality.
