The red-clad woman's heart trembled, and she couldn't help but ask, "May I know where the bracelet you are wearing on your wrist comes from, miss?"
An Yan was slightly startled, raised her hand to look, and couldn't help laughing, "Are you talking about this? It was a gift from a friend."
The red-clad woman took a deep breath, "May I dare to ask if this friend's surname is Bai?"
An Yan nodded, "Yes! Is there a problem?"
Upon confirmation, the red-clad woman's heart quivered, and she secretly rejoiced.
It was indeed so.
Lucky for her to have paid close attention, or else it could have been troublesome.
This red-clad woman was named Gan Jing, and the purple-clad young girl was her junior sect sister, named Shui Min; both were from Guiyi in the Western Regions, belonging to the Hua Yu Sect.
And the place where the auction guild was most powerful happened to be in Guiyi of the Western Regions as well.
If that were all, it wouldn't be enough to make Gan Jing take such notice.
