"Everyone, please remain calm."
The old man's voice was not loud, yet it carried an unquestionable authority.
He glanced at Heavenly Character Number Nine Private Room, then at the agitated crowd, and slowly spoke.
"According to the rules of the Myriad Demon Auction, for any bid exceeding ten million Top-grade Spirit Stones, we have the right to verify the bidder's funds."
"This concerns the reputation of our Myriad Treasures Tower. Naturally, we will not stand idly by."
He paused, turning his gaze toward Heavenly Character Number Three Private Room, and his tone became far more respectful.
"However, before conducting the verification, this old man would first like to seek the opinion of the distinguished guest in Heavenly Character Number Three Private Room."
"After all, Your Excellency is the most honored guest of our Myriad Treasures Tower."
Everyone's gazes focused once more on Heavenly Character Number Three Private Room.
They wanted to see how this madman would react when faced with pressure from the entire Myriad Treasures Tower and all the top factions.
Would he fly into a rage out of humiliation, or shrink back with a guilty conscience?
Inside the private room.
Liu Ruyan's delicate brows were tightly furrowed. She looked at Chen Changqing, concern on her face.
"They're forcing you."
Yet Chen Changqing remained as calm and unruffled as ever. He lifted his teacup and gently blew at the floating tea leaves.
"It's fine."
He could not even be bothered to speak personally. He merely extended one finger and casually tapped the red bidding sphere.
Buzz!
The light screen at the center of the auction hall lit up again.
This time, there were no numbers.
There was only a line of cold, domineering golden words formed from spiritual power.
[Verifying my funds is acceptable.]
[If I do not have