No one expected anyone to start a brawl at the Prosperous Auction.
A terrifying force pressed down, and both Sword Venerable Wuji and Dragon Subduing Venerable felt miserable, their bodies instantly feeling as though they were being crushed beneath a massive mountain.
"You two fight without even looking at the place." Grandmother Qu's voice made everyone's heart tremble.
Elder Feng leaped up, instantly arriving before the two of them with a face full of fury!
Boom, boom!!
With a single punch, he knocked the two prominent figures down onto the high platform, and then arrived in a flash to lightly trample them both underfoot.
Sword Venerable Wuji forcefully swallowed a mouthful of blood, his face turning pale. If Grandmother Qu hadn't been meddling in the middle, how could he possibly have been taken down with a single punch?
Dragon Subduing Venerable laughed heartily and shouted angrily, "Release me, you bastards are done for. Do you have any idea who I am?"
"Dragon Subduing, if you've made enough of a scene, get back to your room. Run your mouth again and get the hell out." Elder Feng kicked him right off the high platform, a flash of cold light crossing his eyes.
Watching Dragon Subduing Venerable climb up and walk away with a hearty laugh, Sword Venerable Wuji could not let the matter rest; the words of the King of Hell still echoed in his ears.
"You are not going anywhere," Sword Venerable Wuji said.
"Are you brain-damaged from being locked in the Dragon Locking Tower?" Elder Feng stepped on Sword Venerable Wuji's head, and the latter struggled in vain.
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The little one and Beibei were once again sprawled on the windowsill, their eyes secretly watching the commotion downstairs.
"How miserable, what a pitiful uncle."
"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, utterly