The customers watching the livestream did not react much when Chu Yang's auction stream inexplicably turned into a Dou Dizhu broadcast.
The auction still needed some time before it began anyway, so watching a few rounds of Dou Dizhu was not bad.
Chu Yang was located high up in the building, in a separate room engraved with its own soundproofing array.
From there, he could clearly overlook the entirety of the auction hall. It was an excellent location, accessible only to those above the Dao Inquiry realm.
The strong enjoyed privileges wherever they went. The City of Chaos merely placed that rule in a more conspicuous position.
Quite a few Lord's Mansion guards in red and black armor stood silently in the auction hall, like statues.
Though they did not deliberately release their auras, their presence was impossible to ignore.
Even though most of those present were unruly desperadoes, no open conflict occurred.
Fighting was forbidden in the auction hall. These were the Rules set by the Lord's Mansion. Should anyone violate them, it would be time for the Lord's Mansion guards to act.
Although most cultivators attending the auction were not afraid of death, that did not mean they would actively seek it.
Those who could survive in a chaotic place like the City of Chaos, where the strong were revered, were no fools.
Many people in the auction hall were speculating about Chu Yang's identity, mainly because his figure holding a Magic Phone seemed utterly out of place.
Especially his aura—there was not the slightest trace of the Land of Chaos about him. He seemed more like someone who had heard the news and deliberately come from beyond the Land of Chaos.
Chu Yang, however, did not care in the slightest. He was still playing Dou Dizhu with