Song Yan stared at her blankly.
This little girl… is a Cultivator from the Cave Abyss Sect?
Why would she know he was a fellow Disciple… his thoughts were a little chaotic.
Song Yan knew that in this Cultivation World, there were many strange and wonderful methods that could make people return to their youth.
Therefore, he did not think this little girl was only this small.
Perhaps she was like Granny Qin, an old Senior who liked to pretend to be young.
But how did she recognize him as a Sect Disciple at a glance?
Full of doubts, he looked down and examined himself.
Where exactly did the problem lie… The most crucial thing was, if she could recognize him… did that mean many people could recognize him?
Unfortunately.
None of the questions could be answered.
The auction had already begun.
His mind was restless; he didn't even hear what the presiding old man on stage said in his opening remarks.
