Next day.
After saying a few words to He Ping and the others, Ye Chenfeng headed out with Little Bai in his arms. Hearing people on the streets fervently discussing him made him break into a cold sweat. Fortunately, he had already disguised himself—no one knew his true appearance yet!
Just like yesterday, Ye Chenfeng ducked into a deserted alleyway. When he emerged, he had turned into an old man. Without hesitation, he walked straight toward the Ziyun Auction House.
As Ye Chenfeng entered the Ziyun Auction House, the young girl who greeted him yesterday approached him once again. Her attitude was even more enthusiastic and respectful this time. With a smile, she said, "Esteemed sir, the young mistress has instructed that whenever you come to the Ziyun Auction House, I am to escort you to see her."
The young girl led Ye Chenfeng into a luxurious lounge, politely asking him to wait for a moment before respectfully withdrawing.
About a minute later.
