C511 Five famous kilns in the hand

On Wang Xuefeng's side, he only felt his consciousness become hazy. That kind of feeling was as if he was hypnotized, telling him to give up the bidding. When he finally regained his senses, the bidding had already ended.

He turned his head to meet the gaze of the grey-robed old man who was accompanying him. "Young Clan Master …"

Wang Xuefeng did not speak