Lu Yinkui glanced at the young man before him and a trace of smile appeared on his lips. He twirled the toothpick between his fingers for a moment, and then placed it back in his mouth. With his hands clasped behind his head, he strolled leisurely toward the depths of the marketplace.
He had already sensed where the person was. Anyone poisoned by him could run to the ends of the earth, and he would still be able to find them!
Meanwhile, in the innermost room of the Flame Auction House.
Shao Xiangning laid Ren Feifan on the pink bed in her boudoir. Although it was somewhat inappropriate, this room was the safest because it was shielded by formations.