And Her Name is Huo Yulie, Part III

Wu Jian had been to a number of auctions before already, so he thought he was prepared for this one as well. A single spotlight appeared on the stage. Music began playing in the background. The sound of concussion instruments echoed throughout the auction house as the spotlight moved, until it revealed a person standing near the back.

This person had bright orange hair, marking him as a member of the Huǒ Clan. His hair had streaks of gray and his face was lined with wrinkles. Yet his molten eyes burned with the vivasciousness of life and he stood with his back straight. Wu Jian could not tell his cultivation, but it was clearly quite high. Adorning his body was a red and orange hanfu with tassels that trailed down his backside like the tail feathers of a phoenix. Whatever the fabric was made of must have been expensive, for it sparkled like it was composed entirely of precious gemstones.