A Great Upheaval Unseen in Ten Thousand Years
Kuang Tianqing swept Li Shiwei a cold glance and said lightly, "Dao Qiankun's death has nothing to do with me."
"Rather than beating him to death beneath the stage, I'd been looking forward to beating this defeated opponent to death in the tournament."
Li Shiwei shouted, "But you were the last person to meet Dao Qiankun that night!"
Kuang Tianqing flicked his fingertips, utterly unconcerned. "What I went to see Dao Qiankun for and what I said to him, I've already told the Patrol Team. They confirmed it too—it had nothing to do with Dao Qiankun's death."
"If anyone is still dissatisfied, they can go talk to your school's leaders."
Having said that, Kuang Tianqing urged, "Hey? The auction can continue now, right?"
Just as Dao Qiankun's corpse was about to be auctioned off again, a projection suddenly descended upon the scene and called a halt to the funeral.
"My apologies, everyone. I've personally bought out Dao Qiankun's corpse in full. I hope you'll give me some face and refrain from participating in today's auction any further."
Someone immediately recognized the projected figure as Dao Shuyi, Dao Qiankun's elder from the same sect. Though only a Nascent Soul True Lord, he belonged to the same generation as Tian Yan Shenjun and was a power holder within the giant corporation Wandao Group.
With Dao Shuyi's words, ninety-nine percent of those present abandoned any intention of continuing the auction.
After Dao Shuyi made his bid, the remaining people also lowered their banners and ceased their drums.
Before leaving, Zhang Yu came before Dao Qiankun's corpse. Looking at the smile on the other man's face, he thought, You talked about changing the world, about preserving your useful body... yet you died first.
*Now you can't