Long Meixian jolted, her eyes snapping open instantly, and a familiar silhouette was sharply imprinted on her vision. Her usually flawless complexion paled. After clearly recognizing the man's face, a wave of relief washed over her, immediately followed by an intense surge of shame. She realized Bai Si was completely naked. In a flash, she understood that the warm current she felt in her sleep must have been caused by Nie Kong’s kiss.

"Nie Kong, it's you!"

Long Meixian had assumed Nie Kong was still in the Spirit Mansion; she never expected him to suddenly appear in her room and take such liberties with her. Her cheeks burned crimson as she angrily managed to squeeze out his name, her hands scrambling to cover her fully exposed chest and inner thighs. However, the moment Long Meixian moved, Nie Kong pinned her hands beside her head. Squeezing his body between her legs, Nie Kong smirked mischievously, "Meixian, stay still, don't break the Love Seal."

"That trick again!"

Long Meixian found herself utterly unable to escape Nie Kong's control. Embarrassed and irritated, she gritted her teeth, "Nie Kong, you are utterly shameless."

"Meixian, you've said that countless times; my ears are practically calloused listening to it. Couldn't you try a few different phrases, like, 'Nie Kong, you're amazing,' or 'Nie Kong, you're too powerful'… Of course, it would be even better if you switched to, 'Nie Kong, I like you,'" Nie Kong said with a gentle smile.

"You dream!"

Long Meixian was utterly defeated by Nie Kong's brazenness.

Nie Kong remained unfazed, his smile broad. "Meixian, are you happy to see me?"

Long Meixian hissed, "I would be very happy if you would immediately roll out of my room. I would be even happier if you could vanish from my sight forever."

"All talk, no substance. If you weren't happy, why would you be like this?" Nie Kong made a strange expression and quickly raised his right hand, waving it slightly.

"You…"

Long Meixian squeezed her eyes shut, but the crystalline glimmer at the tip of Nie Kong's finger flashed with abnormal clarity in her mind, making her body flush with heat. Her cheeks felt searing hot, as if they were about to ignite, and her full breasts rose and fell rapidly, her heart pounding as if trying to escape her chest.

Seeing this, Nie Kong smiled faintly, looped his arms around her, and lifted Long Meixian from the lounge chair.

Long Meixian gasped, "Nie Kong, what are you doing?"

"This place is too small; it won't fit two people… no, three, including my little treasure."

"You, you… let go! Don't touch me!"

"…"

The night gradually receded, and as dawn broke over Luocheng, figures began to gather outside the Red Mansion Auction House. By the first rays of morning light, the street outside was already packed with people, shoulder to shoulder. There were men and women, old and young—all Spirit Masters who had come to gather news. However, they were disappointed, as the main hall of the Red Mansion Auction House remained shut.

Could the auction be canceled?

The auction would, of course, begin on schedule. It was simply that the auction floor was not set up in the first-floor lobby, but rather in a large, enclosed room on the second floor.

Long Xuechan inspected the auction area one last time before walking out with a sense of relief. Today, she was wearing a vibrant emerald green pleated skirt. This attire accentuated her fair, tender skin and alluring face, making her look radiantly beautiful and exquisitely charming.

As she pulled open the door, a figure immediately entered her field of vision.

Long Meixian paused for a moment, then broke into a charming, coquettish laugh, "Little brother Nie Kong, sister knew you'd arrived in Luocheng. Did you have a comfortable time with Meixian last night?"

"Time?"

Nie Kong looked slightly embarrassed. "Sister Chan, isn't your word 'time' a bit inappropriate?"

"Want to 'play' again?"

Long Xuechan lightly bit her red lip, pressing her graceful, delicate body close to the man's embrace, her beautiful eyes shimmering, lingering traces of lust swirling around her brow.

"Sister Chan, you truly are an enchantress who kills without intending to…"

Long Xuechan's soul-stealing gaze, combined with that suggestive word, easily ignited Nie Kong's fantasies. He gritted his teeth, wrapped his arms tightly around her body, and his hands closed around the soft mounds of flesh on her buttocks, squeezing them roughly.

Last night, although Nie Yu had been with Long Meixian, he had only engaged lightly, taking only what was necessary, just once. The fire burning in his abdomen had not been quenched; instead, it had flared up even more fiercely. In truth, given the unique constitution of the Dragon Spirit Clan women, Nie Kong shouldn't have needed to worry