Different from other cultivators who attended the auction, Mr. Fang didn't care about how to practice the Magic Shield Spell and how much it could sell for.
Instead, he picked up a spiritual fruit and stuffed it into his mouth before asking in a muffled voice while chewing, "This girl looks grand. The moment that she showed up, the room quieted down."
"Girl?"
"Grand?"
The moment he said it, Ruan Ning and the other girls around him looked toward him with weird expressions.
"What?" Fang Qi stared back at them.
"Sir…"
"Guild President…"
"I guess you didn't try to learn anything about the inner city; you don't even know the basic stuff." Ruan Ning and the others looked at him as if he was an alien.
From their viewpoint, anyone who went to a new place must get to know the forces in the area and the people that they couldn't mess with. However, Mr. Fang knew nothing about the city after being here for a while now.
