After saying that, Tong Hu handed over a delicate silver card.

Lin Yun was disrespectful and took it away happily.

Fifty thousand low-grade spiritual stones should be enough to repay Su Ziyao ten times the kindness she has given to the original owner over the years.

Lin Yun secretly said in his heart that he had never forgotten the promise he had made.

It can be regarded as resolving some of the obsessions of the original owner.

At noon the next day, Lin Yun came to the auction house.

This place is the most prosperous place in Baishui City. In addition to the auction house, it is surrounded by various shops.

There is an endless stream of warriors coming and going.

The gate of the auction house was crowded with people, all of whom were high-level martial artists, including some masters of martial arts level seven or above. This auction was obviously extraordinary.

After Lin Yun entered the venue, he took out his silver VIP card and handed it to the boy.

Immediately, I was warmly received and a steward came over directly.

"Master Lin, please come here. Boss Tong has already greeted me, but told me not to neglect and come with me."

The steward in black said with a smile on his face, but there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the distinguished guest that Boss Tong introduced was so young.

It seems that his cultivation level is not particularly strong, but he is only at the sixth level of martial arts.

Among the inner disciples of the four major sects, the worst are at the seventh level of martial arts.

Lin Yun glanced at the hall. There were already thousands of people sitting down. It was a bit crowded and crowded.

"Just lead me to the private room, and you don't have to worry about the rest."
Chapter completed!