Hei Yue lifted a paw and pointed towards the back left.
Li Qianfan, Liu Ruyan, and Jiang WanYun all looked in the direction Hei Yue was pointing.
They saw a woman in a white dress sitting near a corner.
The woman seemed to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with a very fair and smooth complexion, and her expression was one of pride.
But that was not the main point—the main point was her outfit!
Her hairstyle was that of an ancient bun, exuding a classical beauty, and the long white dress she wore was not in a modern style, resembling traditional Han clothing!
However, the shoes on her feet were white high heels, and Li Qianfan even noticed she had white stockings wrapped around her legs.
This fusion of modern and ancient, although unorthodox, possessed a heart-stopping beauty!
"Is it her?" Li Qianfan whispered.
"Yes, it's her," Hei Yue nodded.
Then Hei Yue said, "When the first auction item was presented on stage, a faint wave of True Qi emanated from this woman."
