Poor Goods Have to be Thrown Away Once Compared to Good Ones (1)
Editor: Henyee Translations
In the backstage of the High Clouds Auction House, dozens of dwarves were checking the rest of the auction items. They had already packed up the items that had been auctioned before which would be handed over to the buyer after the auction.
Shen Yanxiao's appearance attracted the attention of the dwarves. They stopped what they were doing and looked at Shen Yanxiao standing at the entrance with a puzzled expression.
"No outsiders are allowed here. Please leave." An older dwarf came over and reminded her.
"I want to place an item up for auction here," Shen Yanxiao said.
"Really?" The official of the High Clouds Auction House looked up and down at Shen Yanxiao. Every guest who could enter the High Clouds Auction House was either rich or noble, but the guest in front of him was dressed too low-key.
A dark brown cloak covered the other party from top to bottom. Other than a pair of lively eyes, nothing else could be seen.