"Bang."
Lin Mo was still introducing the flowers when the door to the VIP room was kicked open. Mu Ming walked out with a face full of anger.
"Oh?"
Everyone was stunned. Could it be that Mu Ming was going to make a move here?
"It's normal. No one can stay here after being played like this..."
"I heard that Lin Mo and elder Qin Yu of the Purple Clouds Holy Land had jointly held an auction in the ruins."
"That makes sense then..."
Everyone's discussion made Mu Ming even angrier. He wanted to make a move a few times, but he held it back.
"Senior Mu Ming, what are you doing?" Lin Mo asked. This old man's endurance was too weak.
Mu Ming's face darkened as he said coldly, "Nothing much. Something came up suddenly, so I won't participate in the rest of the auction."
Upon hearing this, Miao Qing, who was chatting with Yan Rong and Duanmu Jia, walked up with two maids behind her.
