Long Yue's face looked increasingly grim as he walked out of the Xinyue Auction House. His personal guard dared not say a single word.
After walking for a while, Long Yue suddenly stopped and looked at his guard. "Did you assign someone there?"
The guard replied quickly, "Don't worry Second Prince, I have already assigned someone to stand guard at the entrance of the auction house's private room. We will receive news the moment someone steps out from there."
Long Yue gave a haughty laugh as a malevolent light flashed across his eyes.
The guard went numb with fear at that look.
After a short while, the man left behind at the Xinyue Auction House came hurrying over. He whispered something in Long Yue's ear.
It was as if a layer of frost had descended over Long Yue's face. A chilly smile played upon the corners of his lips. He then turned to his guard. "How long has it been since we last visited my brother?"
