How could they have been targeted so precisely? Do the people in the God like Association have noses like the Spiritual Mastiff, sniffing out their prey?
During the brief exchange of pleasantries, Qin Ming had already quietly resonated, though the few people present wore gentle smiles, in the depths of their eyes there was no ripple, their wills were steadfast.
The Chief Auctioneer, with white hair yet a youthful face, gestured invitingly, saying, "All of you are esteemed guests attending the Kaiyuan Grand Ceremony. Meeting you in the hall makes it seem as if we've treated you impolitely. Please step into the side hall and enjoy a cup of Spiritual Bud Tea."
Qin Ming suspected that this elder with gentle immortal energy between his brows had received benefits and was actually a broker.
The atmosphere on site was harmonious, at least for now Qin Ming hadn't detected any strong malice, so he maintained his smile, without immediately rising to act.
