Guan Xiu chuckled. How could he not understand Chu Yi's sentiment? He was well aware that a melon forcibly twisted off the vine is not sweet.
"Forget it, I won't press you further, but are you still willing to attend the upcoming auction? You know, you barely said a word today at the venue."
Chu Yi was taken aback by Guan Xiu's words.
The auction had ended, hadn't it?
"Pavilion Master, isn't it the next auction already?"
"On a whim, we'll hold another one in three days."
"This…"
Chu Yi was somewhat at a loss for words. It seemed as if this was all being done on a lark.
To hold it whenever you say and cancel it whenever you wish.
Is that even permissible?
But he resisted commenting further, instead murmuring softly, "Senior, I've been away for too long and still have some matters to take care of."
Guan Xiu immediately got the hint that he was being tactfully rejected.
He smiled faintly and then nodded.
