"Sorry, miss, we do not allow entrance to the auction hall without an invitation."
At this moment, the auction hall consul was very respectful and did not become angry at Xia Ling's seemingly unreasonable request. It should be noted that this consul was someone who had witnessed great events, and he sensed a unique aura emanating from Xia Ling, one that only sect elders or leaders could release. Thus, he dared not easily offend Xia Ling.
Upon hearing the consul's words, Xia Ling's lips curled into a subtle smile, and she calmly replied to the consul:
"Are you saying even the people from the Heavenly Sound Sect can't enter?"
A fierce glint suddenly flashed in Xia Ling's eyes as she stared intently at the consul and spoke with an icy voice.
The consul felt the chill in Xia Ling's gaze and a glimmer of astonishment passed through his eyes; he trembled slightly and then asked Xia Ling with utmost respect:
