"You say you come from Qingfeng Village?"
Ao San squinted his eyes, a peculiar expression on his face, while an indistinct Earth Level Martial Artist's aura quietly emanated.
Old Qiu, standing to the side, suddenly felt cold sweat running down his back, his aged hands trembling slightly.
The oppression of an Earth Level Martial Artist made it difficult for him to maintain his composure.
However, Wang Xu seemed unaffected by this intimidating aura, his face as calm as still water, his gaze cold yet observant.
"Master Ao, the auction is about to begin, it's important to put everything else aside and enter quickly."
Seeing this, Old Qiu hastily said.
The Earth Level Martial Artist's aura was fully retracted, and Ao San revealed a smile.
"Old Qiu is right, once the auction is over, I will have a good chat with this young friend."
Giving Wang Xu a meaningful glance, Ao San turned and left.
"Find out this kid's background for me, the more detailed the better."
