Everyone understood why such a heavy killing intent suddenly appeared; they didn't care about the details though.
After all, in such a big auction, there were always some measures in case things escalated.
An old man with white beard from the Sunlight Sect asked, "May I ask which lady it is in the Sky No.1 Room, Wan of the Cloud or Xiu of the Heaven?"
And then he smiled and said, "I am Sun Changlong. I have no offensive intentions, I just want to visit you, my lady. Heh, heh. We, the Sunlight Sect, has been a friend to you for thousands of years. We are old friends."
In the Sky No. 1 Room, the young man in white clothes closed his eyes; he was calm and peaceful. It seemed like he didn't hear the old man, or perhaps he just didn't care.
The girl in white saw the young man's face, and then she answered, "I am Wan of the Cloud. It is simply an auction here. Please don't bring up other issues."