Xia Ziluo looked at the ice sculpture that looked like a dreamy under the candlelight, and his smile was sweet: "I will never let you down. King Xiao is lucky and comes uninvited, otherwise he would have missed a good show. I can guarantee that today will be a day that King Xiao will never forget in his life."

"Just because of these ice sculptures? Although they are unique, they will not be unforgettable to me for my life." Murong Xitian smiled with his lips, and his eyes became more tender.

"Hmph..." Xia Ziluo grinded his teeth and then smiled mysteriously, "This is a secret. The good show is about to appear, so I will not accompany you, and King Xiao will do it in person!"

After the words came, she blinked mischievously.

Then, Xia Ziluo turned around and walked quickly towards the back hall with a humming little song.

Murong Xitian looked at Xia Ziluo's back and couldn't help but chuckled. She was really simple, and she actually showed off to him like a child.

However... Murong Xitian suddenly smiled playfully, and a hint of warmth rose from his heart.

As people arrived one after another, not long after, the auction time set by Xia Ziluo was here.

A sudden sound came from the hall, "Dong--!"

With a gong, the candle fire went out in an instant. Because the doors and windows were covered by thick curtains and door curtains, the room was pitch black after the candle fire in the house was extinguished.

Before everyone could come back to their senses, an orange light appeared in the middle of the room. After a closer look, it was a candle set around the wooden platform.

"Dong--!"

Another gong sounded, and then the quiet music started.

At this time, a woman in red dress held a green pastel chrysanthemum-gray jade box in her hand, as if she was riding a cloud from the back hall. She fell behind the wooden platform, and slowly stood up and walked slowly to the front of the wooden platform.

At this moment, the gold ornaments she wore on her body emitted a dazzling light in the candlelight, setting off her beautiful face, like a fairy. It seemed that what she was holding was no longer rare antiques, but a magical artifact of the Heavenly Palace.

The woman in red smiled and stood in front of the stage.

Then more than ten women came up, either flying in the sky, dancing in, or playing the guqin lightly.

"Oh my God, is this the celestial immortal descending to earth?" In an instant, the guests in the hall felt as if they had reached the Yaochi Fairyland.

Many people applauded and praised, and some even stood up in shock, as if they were dreaming, rubbed their eyes and then rubbed them.

After careful observation, the guests found that all the women on the stage were of medium appearance, but against the backdrop of jewelry and clothes, they all looked extraordinary and like fairies.

"How is it? Are you stunned?" Xia Ziluo appeared next to Murong Xitian again, showing off proudly.

Murong Xitian looked at Xia Ziluo's glorious eyes, and his voice softened much softer with his heart: "It's not bad, but unfortunately, they are all ordinary looks. If it were you on stage, I would be amazed, and maybe I would be astonished as you said."

"I'm so stupid! I believe you." Although Xia Ziluo was coquettish, his heart suddenly felt sweet.

Murong Xitian looked at her showing her daughter's shame and smiled for a moment: "But there is one thing I'm curious about."

"What?"

Murong Xitian thought for a moment, and his voice suddenly sank: "Are you really Xia Qingtian's daughter?"

Xia Ziluo was shocked.

Why would he ask this? Could it be that her identity was exposed as the woman pretended to be a man?
Chapter completed!