In a certain divine city in the Three Realms, there was a rather famous auction center with its business spanning over a dozen divine cities.
Within, Jiang He sat and yawned in a luxurious private box, left a little speechless. "Is this how superior beings like you entertain yourselves, Old Zhao?"
Zhao Gongming, however, was busy munching on some divine food and having a sip of fine wine prepared by the auction center.
There was a screen of water ahead of him, in which rare treasures auctioned outside were shown. He could even steer the screen with his divine mind, rotating it to observe what was going on outside.
Immortal mist swirled within their private box, while some fairy maidens were playing some instruments and dancing.
