It's cruel, dark, and also very realistic.

This is Sanliancheng.

Extreme decay, extreme depravity, extreme... makes people feel no future or hope.

Wu Tie secretly glanced at Mu Ju.

She sat alone in the spacious private room, her face as quiet as water, and her body still exuded the cold majesty that no one could enter.

After more than two hours, after waves of crazy bidding, Xuan Zhu, with a blushing face, returned to her private room.

Feng Ming and Long Xiang's legs became weak and followed Xuan Zhu with one step and three shaking steps.

They sat next to Xuan Zhu, one left and one right, and the three of them were closely attached.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that some undescribable strange things must have happened between them.

Feng Ming and Long Xiang had extremely satisfied smiles on their faces, but many people could feel that their breath became very erratic, giving people an extremely weak feeling, just like two pieces of sugar cane bagasse that had been squeezed dry with juice, and the dough was full of dry smell.

"Tsk, I've been squeezed out." In a nearby private room, a young man from the Mandala family muttered in a low voice, envious and jealous manner.

At this moment, on the auction platform, the white-haired old man raised his hands high again.

He said loudly: "Dear guests, today, we have prepared an extremely unique and extremely rare auction item for you..."

"A well-educated wise man."

"A truly wise man full of wisdom."

"He was once the tutor of Lord Huaguang and was deeply trusted by Lord Huaguang."

"He is the gray-haired werewolf Grey Master... His starting price is...a gold coin!"
Chapter completed!