The auction house was oval-shaped, with the auction stage at its center. The first floor was a grand hall, while the second floor and above consisted entirely of private boxes, totaling six levels in all. The atmosphere inside was dim and filled with a deafening roar of noise that poured through the crystal windows and assaulted the ears. It caused Jiang Qing, who preferred quiet, to furrow her brows.
"Is it too noisy?"
Xuanyuan Wuhen, catching her frown, suddenly pulled close to her. He draped an arm around her waist, drew her into his embrace, and murmured in a low voice.
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