"The gemstone I gave you to appraise wasn't like this! You definitely switched it out. Give it back right now, or I'll report you!"
At the reception desk, a man dressed in green planted both hands on the counter, his face flushed slightly with anger.
Beside him, a powerfully built middle-aged man frowned deeply, suppressed fury churning in his eyes as well.
"The Starry Auction House has been in business for a hundred years. Why would we ever switch out someone's property?"
Across from them, a uniformed employee replied bluntly, impatience in his voice. "If you're trying to scam us, you've picked the wrong place."
With that, he waved a hand.
Several security guards standing in the corner immediately approached, their eyes cold. They were like a wall closing in. Although they carried no weapons, a palpable pressure emanated from them.
"What, you're going to beat us up in broad daylight?"
The man in green watched the approaching guards without a trace of fear, even giving a cold smile.
"We welcome our customers with open arms, of course."
The employee's voice turned cold. "But the Starry Auction House will never go easy on anyone who deliberately causes trouble."
As he spoke, the guards had already come within three meters of the two men, their oppressive auras descending like an invisible net.
The pressure made the burly middle-aged man's expression shift. He could sense that their Guard Captain was at least a Fifth Order Psionic User, while Xiao Yunlong, the stronger of the two of them, was only Fourth Order. If a fight broke out, they stood no chance.
He tugged on the green-clad man's arm and shook his head slightly.
His meaning was clear: they were outnumbered and outmatched. They should leave first.
"Brother Qin, I'm not leaving." Xiao Yunlong