Wu Qingce found Jiang Beiran, who had taken off his straw hat and was waiting for him. He reported, "Brother Jiang, I've asked around."
Jiang Beiran put on his straw hat again and nodded at him. "Go ahead."
"The manager said that the auction house prioritized the privacy of their guests, so every guest has their own private room. They can't see each other. Moreover, there were many Sect Masters in the house today. So, they even set up a few maze formations and defense formations. They're worried the mystic emperors will start a fight."
"Very good. What else?"
Wu Qingce thought for a moment and then replied, "Oh, they only need to check the token, and they didn't care who the guests are. After entering, the guests will find an empty private room on their own. Therefore, the organizers don't know who is sitting in the room."
