At that point, Su Mo's eyes weren't the only ones on the white shirt lady. Outside the auction hall, everyone's gaze was upon the white shirt lady.
Although the lady wore a veil, her aura was as large as a mountain and soared up to the sky. Giving off a rich, clean elegance, she seemed to be glowing brightly.
Everyone was absolutely surprised that such an elegant lady would be present at the auction hall.
Yang Tiancheng and Yang Tianwei's eyes were also on the white shirt lady.
A curious look crossed both their eyes as they felt that the aura that the lady gave off was familiar.
Yang Tiancheng especially, managed to identify the white shirt lady at a glance.
"Holy Lady?" Yang Tiancheng's eyes widened in surprise as he stared in disbelief at the white shirt lady. This lady's aura and figure… wasn't she the Holy Lady?
Under numerous gazes, the white shirt lady slowly walked out of the auction hall.