Not much later, Mo Huasong and his group found a large inn.
The shopkeeper told them that although their inn was a bit more expensive, it was the best in Changqing City.
Mo Huasong didn't care about the small amount of money and rented three rooms.
Fat Dragon found out where he was staying and then ran off.
Mo Huasong didn't pay attention to what Fat Dragon was doing. After all, his current strength was much stronger, and he guessed that he wouldn't be killed by others.
"Shopkeeper, when is the auction here?" Mo Huasong asked.
"Oh, so you fellows also came to participate in the auction that's three days from now," the shopkeeper responded with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Mo Huasong couldn't help but feel joy. "There's an auction in three days? That's great."
"Yes, many guests have come to our inn now, all wanting to participate in the auction three days from now," the shopkeeper was also very happy.
