Very soon, just as she sat down, a waiter came up to her and asked, "May I ask if young master is here to commission an auction or to bid for the goods?"

Only then did Dongfang Xiaoran retract her gaze and calmly sized up the waiters in front of her. They were all wearing the same dark blue uniform. Their hair was tied up high with a wooden hairpin.

"For the goods." She chuckled.

"Alright, this is the young master's number plate. Please accept it!"

The waiter handed over a wooden sign that was about the size of a palm. It was thin and held very lightly, and it said: No.99, Third Floor.

Dongfang Xiaoran curled her lips. She placed the tablet on the wooden table beside her and looked back at the arena.

At this moment, a small storage ring was being auctioned off on the high platform. The price of this storage ring had already skyrocketed to the price of a mansion.

Dongfang Xiaoran was a bit surprised. She'd heard that the entrustment fee for the Imperial City Auction House was very low. Even the owner of the object would have so many gold pearls in his hands.

"May I know which item this young master is after tonight?"

Dongfang Xiaoran unconsciously turned her head and saw a man dressed in white looking at her with a smile. The man was extremely handsome, and had a scholarly aura to him.

At this moment, he was holding a cup of tea and lightly sipping it. Seeing that she had turned around, he put down the cup and said, "I am Mo Li. May I know your name, young master?"

She suddenly opened the paper fan in her hand and inadvertently glanced at the picture of a white-backed mountain. After that, Dongfang Xiaoran smiled and said, "I am White Fan."

Mo Li looked at the fan in her hand and nodded in understanding without revealing anything. He asked again, "I wonder which item Brother Bai Fan came for tonight?"

Dongfang Xiaoran raised her eyebrows and said in a leisurely tone, "I was just taking a casual look. I might want to sell whatever I saw."

Looking at Mo Li, she casually asked, "Does Brother Mo Li know what kind of items will be here tonight?"

Mo Li smiled and turned his head to the side. His gaze landed on the high platform.

At this moment, there were only three items left on the stage that were covered by black gauze. They were the items that remained for the auction tonight.

Brother White Fan, please take a look. From left to right, the first item is a feather from a Thousand Snow Spirit Bird, the second is a magical crystal from a rank 1 White Tiger, and the third is the biggest attraction tonight. A pill from the Imperial City Auction House is a Tier 3 Fantasy Pill.

Mo Li rolled up his sleeves, picked up the cup of tea on the table, and took another sip with a smile.

When Dongfang Xiaoran heard about the Illusory Spirit Pill, her heart tightened. She pretended to be relaxed as she said, "It can't be. The rank 3 Illusory Spirit Pill is extremely precious, but it can't increase the cultivation of one's spiritual energy like other pills. It's only a healing pill used to heal wounds that have been inflicted on one's body from the backlash of spiritual energy. Why do so many people want it?"

"There's one thing Brother Bai Fan is ignoring, the Fantasy spirit pills can protect the dantian of the heart during the time of the advancement."

"Oh .." Only now did Dongfang Xiaoran understand. At the same time, she was also depressed. Why was it so troublesome!? It seemed that she would have to spend the next few days at the casino after buying the Fantasy Spirit Pill. Fortunately, this Imperial City Auction House could pay her off in short instalments!

The two were separated by a table, so it was inconvenient to speak. Dongfang Xiaoran dragged a stool over.

"Brother Mo Li, do you mind sharing a table with me?"