Translator: Soldier

Wasn't she too lucky?

She needed something, and the next second someone just showed up and gave it to her voluntarily?

While Yun Wu was sizing him up, Nangong Yi also looked through the veil at Yun Wu. The corner of his lips lifted, as if he was smiling.

Then he said politely in a gentle voice, "After you, lady."

Yun Wu withdrew her gaze, directly turned around and followed the attendant into the house without saying anything or making any gestures of grat.i.tude.

Upon seeing that Yun Wu impolitely walked inside before them, Little Qing standing beside Nangong Yi clenched his teeth.

This woman was so impertinent. His master offered her help, but she not only didn't say thank you but also regarded herself as the host.

A faint smile appeared on Nangong Yi's handsome face behind the veil, a tender and meaningful look flashing across the bottom of his eyes.

Then he followed them inside at a leisurely pace.

Originally, Little Qing had wanted to say something, but since his master was so "disappointing", he had no choice but to follow him.

The decorations of the auction house was resplendent, which must have cost the owner a fortune. There were about twenty boxes in a circle on the second floor.

And all seats in the hall had also already been taken.

The attendant led them to the third box, which was on the left side on the second floor.

"Master Nangong, this box is reserved for you. If you need anything, flip the b.u.t.ton on the wall and we'll come immediately."

After saying this respectfully, the attendant took his leave.

Yun Wu walked into the box and looked around. Over twenty square meters with extravagant furnishings, it was probably a VIP box.

Yun Wu picked a seat near the curtain and sat down.

From that seat, she could see the whole auction platform as well as the entire hall. Due to the curtain, people couldn't see who were inside the box from outside.

It was pretty good.

However, Yun Wu had just sat down when a displeased, loud voice came.

"Hey, hey. You, ugly woman. You're so impolite. This box is ours. Why did you follow us in here? And that's my master's spot. Get out of here."

Little Qing angrily strode towards Yun Wu.

It seemed as if he was going to force her out of the box.

"Little Qing." Right at this moment, Nangong Yi's deep voice came.

On hearing it, Little Qing turned his head back and pouted, "Master, that's your seat, but this ugly woman... "

"You're so talky. Go out and have someone bring us some snacks." Upon saying this, Nangong Yi sat down beside Yun Wu.

Watching Yun Wu, Little Qing was very unhappy.

But he knew well about his master's temper. Eventually, he coldly snorted at Yun Wu, turned his head aside and left.

Yun Wu flicked a glance at that little brat. Little Leaf was also about ten years old, but she was much more adorable. This little guy was so noisy.

"I hope you wouldn't mind, lady. My little attendant has always been like that. He means no harm." A mild, refined, pleasant and very polite voice was heard.

Yun Wu turned her head aside and cast a glance at Nangong Yi who was sitting on the other side of the teapoy.

"May I ask if Master Nangong means any harm?"

From the very beginning, she had always been having this weird feeling that this man stared into her soul, which sent chills down her spine.

If it weren't for that she had heard that he was the Grand Maester's son, she wouldn't have been in the same room with this man at all.

It was so weird. She felt very uneasy.

But Yun Wu didn't show it on her face.

Having disguised herself as a plain-looking woman, she directly looked back at the man who was staring through the veil at her.