"Are they really complimenting Mu Nan, or are they complimenting Mu Hanyan? Why does it feel like they're beating around the bush, actually praising themselves?"
"Too... shameless." Huayue, who was usually quiet and reserved, couldn't help but blurt out disdainfully with a glance at Zirong.
Being affiliated with such a person made even him feel ashamed.
The auction hall was directly behind the courtyard, but Mu Hanyan wasn't in a hurry. She first took her time looking at each stall one by one.
The Nanmu Chamber of Commerce was still in its initial phase, mainly trading goods for goods. These merchants naturally wouldn't bring out trash to deceive others—they were peers with a certain level of cultivation. If caught, a fight was inevitable and certainly not worth it.
Therefore, the quality of the goods here was clearly much higher than that of the outside market. However, to Mu Hanyan's disappointment, she couldn't find a single item that would be of help to her.
