When the emcee starts to announce the auction will starts in ten minutes, Xia Sha and Zheng Shuang intertwined their arm and walked together back to the ballroom.
They walk past series of doors in the long hallway, only to hear shouting voices from one of the doors. Xia Sha lifted her eyebrow a glance at Zheng Shuang.
Zheng Shuang tilted her head. "The Tang priest said that I should keep myself far from other people's business for these three weeks." She calmly chimed in with a smile.
Xia Sha rolls her eyes point at the door with her thumb. "I think that is Ling bastard's voice and his mistress."
Zheng Shuang gasped and picked up her long dress. "Why don't you say from the start? let's go!" She shouted lowly and dragged Xia Sha's wrist.
