Ye Wushuang's Sword!

In a residential area of the west of Border Dragon City, many people walked in groups of twos and threes at the moment. All of them had extremely powerful auras.

This homestay that looked crude to outsiders was actually the entrance to the underground auction. The reason it was so hidden was because the items from the underground auction did not come from clean backgrounds. Using the term 'secret market' or 'ghost market' would make more sense.

At this moment, two men, one tall and one thin, walked in. The door to the homestay immediately closed, and a woman wearing a black conical hat came up to welcome them, "Are the both of you here to participate in the auction?"

"Why else are we here? If it wasn't for the auction, why would I, Zhao Ritian, come to such a crappy place?!" The tall man snorted and put on a displeased look.

On the other hand, the short man held his hand and covered his mouth in amusement. He wanted to laugh but did not dare.