The maid who was leading Baili An saw him suddenly stop and couldn't help but turn around and ask curiously, "Is this guest also interested in the third round of auction items?"
She held some disdain in her heart, even though the benefactor on the fourth floor said that she would cover all his auction expenses tonight.
Yet after already providing one hundred thousand top-grade spiritual stones and still being unsatisfied, this person was somewhat ungrateful.
Baili An lowered his head in silence, his black and white eyes flickering with a faint light, like shattered ice gently colliding in a stream.
"Guest?" The maid called softly again when she saw his expression was eerily calm.
"Let's go." He finally spoke, no longer glancing at the auction stage, disappearing into the night along with the maid.
The price for the third round of auction items had been announced for a long time, yet no one made a bid.
