That voice was slightly familiar. Long Chen hastily turned back to see a woman wearing robes that did nothing to hide the immense mountains and deep valley on her chest.

That woman looked at Long Chen with an extremely moving flirtatious gaze, along with a smile that was not really a smile.

“It’s you?” Long Chen’s jaw dropped.

This woman was precisely the previous master auctioneer from the Phoenix Cry Empire’s Huayun Pavilion, the enchanting Yao Niqian.

After two years, her face hadn’t changed in the slightest. However, her body had become even more well-rounded. Seeing her again after all this time made Long Chen feel a bit nostalgic.

He recalled the auction that had occurred in the Phoenix Cry Empire. The scenes of him competing against Marquis Ying and the others appeared in his mind.

“Ah, so you actually remember me. I really must be fortunate.” Back then, Yao Niqian had tried to pull Long Chen into the Huayun Sect. However, he had ignored her enticements, causing her to feel like she had lost face. Now, seeing each other after two years had passed, she truly was happy.

“Miss Yao is peerlessly enchanting. Other than someone who has gone senile with age, it would be impossible for anyone to forget your appearance in their lifetime,” laughed Long ...