At this moment, only the servant remained, his heart pounding wildly. Clearly, his master had already been taken down by the other side. What fate could possibly await him?
Slash!
Ding Fan didn't waste words, and another wind blade directly resolved the situation.
Now, Ding Fan was very close to Panyang Town, swiftly heading toward it, his feet propelled by wind, harsh and rapid sounds accompanying him...
The streets of Panyang Town had been bustling with traffic and people in recent days, a continuous stream of activity, among them many wealthy outsiders clad in luxurious silks and satins.
Ding Fan walked along the street, observing these leisurely pedestrians, understanding that they were likely drawn by the auction. The topic of the slave auction about to be held was the most discussed among the crowd, with intense and entertaining conversations...
"Have you heard? It's said Qing Mei will appear at this auction. We'll have a feast for the eyes!"
