Hua Qiang's Outrageous Maneuver

"Kid, are you sure you want to go against me? Do you know what happens when you offend the Leng Family?

You... want to die?"

"Heh, what, threatening me?

Old man, let me give you a friendly reminder: everyone who has threatened me has trees growing on their graves!"

"You..."

Leng Aoshan had just been about to fly into a rage when, from the corner of his eye, he caught the cold gaze of the woman in the cheongsam on the auction stage. His neck immediately shrank back, and he swallowed the words that had reached his lips.

"Twenty-two thousand!" Leng Aoshan roared.

"Twenty-five thousand!" Hua Qiang's voice was calm, and so was his expression.

Ailaria's expression was filled with excitement, a sharp gleam flickering in her eyes.

Perhaps the heavens had heard her prayers and sent down a blessing, bringing this young man to save her.

Seeing Hua Qiang suppress Leng Aoshan, even seeming to toy with him, her heart surged with excitement.

The heart that had sunk to the bottom of despair now came back to life. She began to hope fervently that she might surpass Yan Ruyu and set a new record.

Even Ailaria herself did not know why such a thought had arisen.

"You bastard... Fine, you win!"

Leng Aoshan sat down angrily. Having his face slapped twice in a row left him deeply displeased.

He beckoned, and two guards at his side approached, bowing their heads. After receiving his repeated instructions, they nodded and withdrew.

Hua Qiang saw the scene and frowned, but then he put it out of his mind.

The moment the auction hammer fell, the entire Interstellar Auction House sank into an eerie silence.

Beneath the gilded dome, hundreds of gazes crashed in unison upon Hua Qiang in the third row. The