"He dared to come... Hmph! He doesn't know what's good for him," Yu Jingtian muttered under his breath, his eyes narrowing into icy slits as they fixated on Xiao Ming.
The killing intent emanating from him was palpable, enough to chill the air around him.
Xiao Ming's senses tingled. A wave of malice washed over him, and though it was faint, he recognized the presence of someone with ill intent.
However, the source of this deadly aura was not from the Wei family's direction, as he had initially suspected.
Someone had cleverly concealed their killing intent after noticing Xiao Ming's awareness, but he could still feel traces of it, faint but undeniable.
Despite the discomfort, he brushed it off and settled back into his seat, his gaze fixed on the ongoing auction.
The next item up for bid was a powerful Stone Puppet, one at the Spiritual Mortal General Realm.