After waiting for about half an hour, another person came. After the maid introduced him, he did not leave, but took a seat in front of the table.
Lin Chuan was not surprised by this. What surprised him was that all the bidders were so calm.
Only when Lin Chuan took a closer look at the man's clothing did he realize that there was a white tiger embroidered on the man's brocade clothing.
There is a tiger head painted on the white bamboo mask, with two eyes looking left and right, looking cautious, for fear that others will recognize it.
Lin Chuan couldn't help but laugh. This man just needed a sign on his body. Who else could he be if he wasn't Zhao Jie?
What is this weak-minded guy doing here? No wonder no one here dares to say a word.
Lin Chuan thought for a moment. The eldest prince of the Western Kingdom was here in person. He must be determined to get something. After all, no one would dare to snatch what he wanted, unless that person was tired of living.
After Zhao Jie sat down, a woman slowly walked into the hall. This woman looked to be about forty years old, with a rather plump figure, and the two lumps on her chest were really eye-catching.
Lin Chuan guessed that the woman couldn't see her own shoes when she lowered her head, but the woman was quite generous. She swung her hips and stood behind the platform, scanning the audience with a pair of big auspicious eyes.
"Bless all bidders, my little girl Qiuniang is the auctioneer for this auction. Although you are all veterans, you still have to follow the rules of the auction. Don't be afraid of being late for a good meal. Please be patient..."
Qiuniang's speech was clear and mellow, with a somewhat Eastern accent, and her rather charming appearance, which made her very lovable, and no one present said anything to urge her.
The rules Qiuniang mentioned were the same as those of the yellow-faced man before. Lin Chuan originally thought that the auctioneer should be a spiritual master with good cultivation, but the middle-aged woman in front of him did not have any energy fluctuations, and there was no expression of Murong in her movements. Hazy Moon's kind of restraint.
This shows that she is an ordinary person.
After Qiuniang finished speaking, she gently clapped her hands.
The maid next to her spread her hands flat, the ring light flashed in her hands, and something appeared in her hands.
After seeing this thing clearly, everyone was sighing and shouting.
"The Xu family doesn't have the sense of propriety to make such a joke!"
"Bah! What a waste of time!"
"Xu Yunting, why don't you come out and explain?"
Lin Chuan also thought it was ridiculous. This maid was probably not here to cause trouble, so why did the Xu family and his son behind the screen make no move.
Several people had already stood up, probably feeling offended.
"This is a demon broom, not an extraordinary one." Qiuniang did not stop those noisy people.