"Esteemed sect masters and honored guests attending today's auction are in for a treat."
"Sect Master Guan has specially instructed us to bring out our most treasured items to welcome you all."
"We've gone all out, gathering years' worth of rare collections to present today. We hope you'll find something to your liking."
"Mmm... not bad."
Hearing his senior brother suddenly comment, Wu Qingce asked curiously, "Senior Brother, what's not bad?"
"That auctioneer is quite skilled. If I ever open an auction house in the future, I might consider poaching her."
"..."
Though he knew his senior brother was extraordinary, Wu Qingce was momentarily stunned by the remark. After all, they were still just junior disciples of the Heart Returning Sect—how was senior brother already thinking about opening an auction house?
But he quickly realized he shouldn't leave the conversation hanging and hurriedly added, "If Senior Brother opens an auction house, you'll definitely attract even better auctioneers than her!"
"Too late."
Having followed Jiang Beiran for so many years, Wu Qingce understood that "too late" meant his flattery had come too late. He obediently lowered his head and fell silent. Soon, the first auction item was brought out.