"Gu Sheng..."
Her voice trembled slightly, and her slender fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes.
"I didn’t expect you to offend Qi Shaoling for me... and spend so many Spirit Stones..."
Her gaze fell on the Storage Ring in Gu Sheng’s hand, which contained the Demon Core just auctioned at a sky-high price.
Tens of thousands of High-grade Spirit Stones, even for someone from a prominent family like her, was not a small amount.
Ye Yiyi’s chest slightly rose and fell.
"You know, I now think it was right to break with the family back then. If I had followed their arrangements, I might never have..."
Her voice became lower and almost turned into a monologue.
"Met someone like you who touches me so deeply."
As she spoke the last few words, her voice was already choked, and tears in her eyes glittered under the light, as if about to slide down at any moment.
Gu Sheng frowned and turned his head to look at her.
His gaze was calm to the point of indifference, forming a stark contrast with Ye Yiyi’s excitement.
"Ye Yiyi."
He interrupted her directly, his voice calm and clear.
"I think you misunderstood. I never said I bid on that Demon Core to help you."
Ye Yiyi’s body suddenly stiffened, as if struck by an invisible bolt of lightning.
"I am interested in the Demon Core itself."
Gu Sheng continued, his tone unshaken.
"That’s all."
The noise of the auction hall seemed to vanish at that moment.
Ye Yiyi stood there dazed, her lips slightly trembling, but unable to utter a sound.
Her face turned from red to white, then from white to blue, finally settling into a near-transparent pallor.
"I..."
She opened her mouth but only managed to utter a single sound.
Gu Sheng had already turned away, placing the Demon Core that had caused the misunderstanding into his Storage Ring.
His movements were swift and decisive, without any trace of reluctance, like handling just another ordinary item.
Ye Yiyi’s gaze followed his actions, but her eyes gradually lost focus.
She felt like a joke; the earlier emotions and revelations now all turned into sharp swords piercing her.
The time for a stick of incense passed, and the auction continued.
Yet Ye Yiyi stood like a statue in place, her breathing becoming almost inaudible.
Her mind replayed Gu Sheng’s cold words over and over, each word slicing through her heart like a knife.
"Esteemed guests."
Yue Xia’s bright voice sounded throughout the venue once again.
"The first half of the auction items has concluded, and now we will move on to the climax of this auction!"
The audience, initially somewhat lax, instantly became alert, and all eyes focused on the stage.
Even Ye Yiyi, immersed in her anguish, couldn’t help but look up.
Four Martial Artists with powerful auras escorted a Jade Scroll onto the stage.
Each of them had at least Spirit Sea Realm Peak strength, yet at this moment were as if facing a formidable enemy, cautiously surveying the surroundings, clearly indicating the Jade Scroll’s extraordinary value.
Yue Xia carefully took the Jade Scroll, her face showing a rare serious expression.


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