Mu Xianning found an inconspicuous place and quietly sat down, asked the servant for a glass of wine, and then joined in the observation.
On the huge square stage, a voluptuous woman wearing a red low-cut dress, with a charming face and delicate facial features, stared at the black pupils and scanned the audience participating in the auction.
Today is a large-scale auction that Violet has been preparing for a month. More than ten items are on display, each of which is a rare item in Yueluhua City for a century. There are countless people who want to participate in the auction, so Violet has increased its participation in the auction.
At the threshold, everyone is a master of invitations sent by Violet herself, so many people are old faces.
Mo Youmeng, who has been hosting auctions since she was twelve years old, is the vice president of Violet Auction. She will personally host every large-scale auction.
She is a water attribute magic monk. Although she is only at the seventh level of the yellow class, with the excellent perception of the magic monk, she can sense the magic intensity and magic attributes of everyone present, so the family will let her participate in hosting the auction early.
In order to take advantage of her perception, she can lure some bidders who are suitable for the attributes of the auction items to pay higher prices.
Therefore, she felt her presence as soon as Mu Xianning entered the door. On the high platform, she glanced at Mu Xianning with disdain. After completing the auction of the items in her hands, she walked towards Mu Xianning in full view of everyone.
"Who are you? How did you get into the violet auction?" A female voice with a suspicious tone sounded in front of Mu Xianning.
With her strong sense of perception, she knew that Mu Xianning was a person with only basic magic. How could she get involved in an auction where only masters were qualified to participate? As the vice president, she had the right to drive unqualified people away from the auction.
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Mu Xianning raised her head slightly and saw the arrogant Mo Youmeng standing in front of her desk, glaring at Mu Xianning coldly.
Mo Youmeng's move caused all the bidders who were participating in the auction to turn around and look at Mu Xianning, who was confronting her.
Mu Xianning was too lazy to pay attention to her. She poured a glass of wine by herself lazily, brought it to her mouth slowly and took a sip.
With so many people around looking at her, she didn't want to announce that she was a waning moon in front of everyone, and her big tree attracted the wind. She didn't want to cause more trouble.
"I'm talking to you, can't you hear me?" Mo Youmeng's cold voice was filled with a hint of anger, and she was very dissatisfied with Mu Xianning's careless look.
"I think this person is probably deaf, and I can't hear her at all."
Behind Mo Youmeng, someone in the crowd interrupted with a cold comment.
"Yes, Miss Mo Youmeng, hurry up and display the next auction item. I can't wait. Ignore him."
Mo Youmeng frowned slightly, ignored everyone's voices, and still stubbornly lowered his head to look at Mu Xianning. He was a little confused about her calmness.
Her composure did not look like some minions sneaking in to Mo Youmeng. This made her even more confused and wanted to know who she was, so she began to look at Mu Xianning's clothes carefully.
"Looking at his clothes, he must be the famous Waning Moon in the Imperial City..."
Among the experts participating in the auction, someone murmured something, which immediately shocked people.
The experts surrounding them all looked curiously at the confrontation between Mu Xianning and Mo Youmeng in red, and everyone's hearts were almost in their throats.
