1214 A Clean Sweep!

She became a penniless wretch in the blink of an eye!

After taking a deep breath, Commandery Princess Yi'an put away that precious pill and forced a smile at the purple-clothed lady.

Just as the two stepped out of the room one behind the other, they heard a furious shout. "Shut the main door! No one is allowed to leave!"

Upon hearing this, the occupants of Room Eight exchanged glances with each other.

It was here! The good show was here!

The current auction lot was carried down from the auction platform.

The peanut gallery below looked up bewilderedly at the middle-aged fatty that had bolted up onto the auction platform and made that shout.

"What's going on?"

"Who knows!"

The middle-aged fatty was precisely the person in charge who had fleeced 150 thousand mystic currency from Commandery Princess Yi'an. He had planned to deposit it in the storeroom.

Yet when he opened the door to the storeroom on the third floor, he was promptly gobsmacked.

The entire storeroom had been swept clean. Not even a single grain chaff was left!

His eyesight went black, causing him to nearly tumble to the ground. When he finally regained his senses, he quickly issued a lockdown and ordered for the main door to be shut.

Following this, a group of barbarous House of Treasures guards encircled everyone inside the auction hall.

The guards knocked on the private rooms one by one, and they politely but aggressively ushered the guests inside downstairs to congregate on the first floor.

Even Commandery Princess Yi'an and Xin Yu'er, the purple-clothed lady, were not exceptions.

Commandery Princess Yi'an's face had already stiffened from anger, and she couldn't resist yelling, "Why are you forcibly keeping us here?"

She didn't want to stay here in this auction house for even a second longer!

Her heart ached so much that she was practically about to suffocate!

Xin Yu'er quickly placated Commandery Princess Yi'an, saying, "Miss Xueyin, do not get angry. Let us first follow them downstairs to see what the situation is."

Inside Room Eight, a burly man cupped his hands toward Mo Lian and the others. "Guests, please! The House of Treasures's senior manager requests everyone to gather downstairs for a meeting."

"Ho, your auction house is rather amusing!" Liang Qingqing crossed her arms and ridiculed, "You shoo your guests out of their private rooms halfway through the auction? What are you planning to do? Could you be robbing us in broad daylight!"

That burly guard rolled his eyes and stated politely but assertively, "This is the senior manager's instructions. Please do not make things difficult for me, a lowly guard."

"Alright, since this is someone else's order, then let us go down and see." Situ Yi was the first to stand up. He put on an act of nonchalance and swaggered out the door.

Everyone else went with him downstairs.

Upon reaching the second floor staircase, they just so happened to bump into Commandery Princess Yi'an and company.

Commandery Princess Yi'an was a bit startled when she saw Mo Lian. "Your-Your His Highness?"

Previously, Xu'er had said that she seemed to have seen His Highness at the House of Treasures' entrance, but she didn't imagine that His Highness really had come!

Duan Yue had originally been strolling along with a grin, but when he saw Baoyan hiding in the back, his peach-blossom eyes promptly narrowed. He pointed at Baoyan with his folding fan and interrogated, "Why are you here? Where is your young master?"

Baoyan shrunk behind Xin Yu'er, the purple-clothed lady.

Xin Yu'er shielded her with her arm and squinted her eyes, pretending to be confused. She inquired softly, "You know our Beijing Manor's young master?"

Duan Yue lifted a brow and revealed a toothy grin at her, remarking, "We not only know him, we even hit him. But because that punk escaped quickly, he was able to avoid a stroke of misfortune."

"Young Master is inherently playful, so if he has offended you, please forgive him."