Feng Qiao stood on the auction stage, smiling as he watched the people below discuss among themselves, allowing them to make numerous guesses without refuting them.
Inside the box, Feng Feiyu blushed after seeing the group of naked men and women and automatically turned his back, avoiding looking at the naked men and women on the high stage.
In fact, Feng Feiyu, in his past life, mingled with low-level cultivators, although exhausted from running around, he had also seen many sordid things. It wasn't to the point of being shy about seeing naked men and women.
But at this moment, sitting beside Nie Shuangshuang, Feng Feiyu suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable watching this scene for some reason.
It felt like doing something bad in front of an elder, causing Feng Feiyu's face to flush red, quickly turning around as if stung by a hornet.
As he turned around, Feng Feiyu seemed to vaguely hear a girl's exclamation from the adjacent room, seemingly the voice of Qin Meng.
