"Everyone, the Heaven-Reaching Pavilion's annual auction is about to begin. Please make your way to your respective private rooms."
A manager from the Heaven-Reaching Pavilion stepped out and said.
The crowd heard his words as if they were a divine melody, suddenly finding the manager incredibly amiable. 'Damn it,' they thought, 'at least now that punk can't keep chatting with Miss Dongfang Zisi.'
Dongfang Zisi and Ye Xuan both stood up and began walking toward the private rooms with the crowd. Halfway there, Dongfang Zisi suggested, "Young Master Ye, my Divine Walk Commerce Association's private room is one of the Heaven-Reaching Pavilion's Celestial Level rooms. It's quite spacious. Why don't you join us there for the auction?"
THUD!
The young men walking nearby all stumbled and fell, their faces a mask of grief and indignation.
'Damn it, what's so special about that brat? Miss Dongfang Zisi actually invited him to her private room! Why does luck like that never fall on us?'
