Murim Is Cringe
Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He knows all and sees all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while for all the others who don't... impeding doom awaits. The seer's words are absolute. How might you recognize him you ask...? There have been rumors of this man clad in black whose eyes shine a clean crimson glare right through his hermit hat when provoked. He is also rumored to be carrying a Demonic Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young. P.S.: Yes, I am aware that the title might have turned out a bit inaccurate. Forgive this junior.
Robbed
||So, he was here after all. Maybe you did see him, huh? Odd. Why did I not sense him?||
The chubby man led Master Fangluan and Ling Yue through the bustling crowd into a lavishly decorated VIP lounge. Plush couches adorned the room, and attendants were ready to cater to their every need. The atmosphere in the VIP lounge was more refined, with a hint of exclusivity.
"And in here is where you'll be seated. Now, if you don't mind, I'll be taking my leave. A pleasure to have you here," and so the manager went away on his way, rocking down the stairs.
As they settled into their seats, Fangluan leaned over and whispered to Ling Yue, "Keep a keen eye on the items being auctioned. Learn the patterns, observe the bidders, and try to discern their intentions."
Ling Yue nodded, her attention focused on the auction floor, where the host, a charismatic man with a booming voice, began introducing the first item.