Wang Jian Scolds Nature Clan's Leader

The sun set on the bustling auction hall, casting long shadows over the vibrant streets below. Inside, the atmosphere was electric with the chatter of cultivators discussing their newly acquired treasures. The second day of the auction had just concluded, and Mo Yin quietly made her way back to the Devil Race's chamber. Her movements were graceful, yet her mind was filled with the vivid memories of the night before with Wang Jian.

 

Huang Zhi, absorbed in the excitement of the auction, didn't notice the subtle changes in his wife's demeanor. He was eager to share his triumphs. "Mo Yin, look at these artifacts I've secured today," he boasted, displaying a collection of gleaming treasures. His eyes sparkled with pride, completely unaware of the seductive energy that still lingered around Mo Yin.