On the second floor, in the private room of Xue Ying.
Fang Shen looked at this mysterious auction item and raised his eyebrows. He couldn't help but ask, "Young master, can you tell what this is?"
Xue Ying shook his head indifferently. "I don't know, but this thing doesn't give me a good feeling."
"Then should we take this thing?" Fang Shen asked again.
Xue Ying glared at him coldly. Fang Shen was so scared that he immediately lowered his head.
Xue Ying retracted his gaze and said coldly, "I already said it. It's something that gives me a bad feeling. Do you still want to take it?"
"Are you trying to make me feel disgusted?"
"I wouldn't dare!" Fang Shen quickly bent down and apologized.
Xue Ying snorted. After a while, he said expressionlessly, "The Hundred Treasures House is making such a big fuss this time. There must be some rare good treasure."