After leaving the inn, Wang Yunfu got on a carriage where Zhang Xiong was already seated.
"Sect Master, the task you assigned is completed."
Zhang Xiong smiled with satisfaction, then drew the curtain and glanced toward the inn, catching sight of Gongsun Zheng coming out and heading in the direction of Shuiyun Mountain.
As the curtain fell, Zhang Xiong turned to Wang Yunfu.
"We must ensure that nothing goes wrong, or else we might only be defeated at this auction."
"Sect Master, rest assured, that waste has already agreed."
Zhang Xiong asked no further and the carriage slowly drove away.
The time for the auction drew increasingly near and people from various Sects were congregating in this city.
It was a mixture of fish and dragons, the entire city buzzing with extraordinary excitement.
Ning Fan stood quietly at his room window, observing the figures on the streets outside.
He hadn't expected this auction to attract so many people.