In a room on the second floor of the auction hall, Lin Houyuan was still organizing the treasures and magic artifacts that were about to be auctioned.
Outside the door, there was a knock. Lin Houyuan, with his plump body, turned around and then looked outside the door and spoke:
"Come in!"
"Uncle Thirty!" A young man in green robe pushed the door open and entered. With a respectful call, he then sat down next to Lin Houyuan.
The visitor was Lin Shiming.
"You came so late. Shijie and the others came just a while ago and already took a look!" Lin Houyuan couldn't help but tease.
Upon hearing this, Lin Shiming understood that his eldest brother and fifth uncle must have come here right after leaving the Lin Family Restaurant, but his purpose this time was not for the auction items.
"Uncle Thirty, have you heard of the Lingnan Seven Fiends?"
"What? You ran into the Lingnan Seven Fiends?" Lin Houyuan looked somewhat grave.
