“Yogg.” Pale Dragon snapped his fingers, and Cethon knowingly moved off stage at once. 

A short and stout caucasian man walked up and bowed. “I am very pleased to serve all you respected sires.”

“One moment.” At this time, Xu Yangyi said, “If I can, I want to auction two things together.”

Pale Dragon and Bloody Moon glanced at each other and nodded. “Sure. This is your auction. Take Mr. X’s works and place them on the Altar of Holy Light. Afterwards… begin the bidding.”

“Yes.” Yogg respectfully nodded and grabbed the air. A gilded box and a case made of jade appeared in his hands at the same time. Soon, under the audience’s focus, he carefully and cautiously placed them on the altar.

In the wake of his actions, everyone went silent.

“Ansas…” In the vampire camp, the man next to Ansas murmured, “What rank… do you think he’ll be able to reach?”

Ansas locked his eyes on Yogg. After a long time, he said, “I think… at least Holy Light. Even Holy Hymn is possible.”

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