A day quickly passed.
The next day, the weather was somewhat chilly.
However, the streets of Strange Buddha City were bustling with people, all coming from various corners of the city to the central area for the auction.
To prevent any accidents, Huang Xiaolong left the mansion early, heading to the auction with the Golden Horned Little Bull and others.
But as soon as Huang Xiaolong stepped out of the mansion, he saw a group of Creation Gate disciples standing across the street, including Liang Ming, Wang Wei, and others. At this moment, Wang Wei was standing behind a tall middle-aged man, whose eyes were emerald green, exuding a chilling aura and with long, steady breaths.
Bi Luo?!
Huang Xiaolong's eyes narrowed.
Although he had never met Bi Luo in person, according to the descriptions from his masters, Jin Mei and Blood Blade, this middle-aged man was unmistakably Bi Luo.
