What!
Everyone expressed their dissatisfaction. Why did such a wonderful stroke of luck fall to Ling Yun instead of them?
Were they not figures who shook all directions, lacking the qualifications?
"Humph, shut your traps, all of you! I haven't even finished speaking, what are you interrupting for?"
Splatter!
A man on the ground floor quietly died, his body bursting apart. It was Ying Wuwei's doing, killing the chicken to scare the monkeys.
At this, the crowd no longer dared to make a sound, though some gossipy murmurs still circulated.
"If he cannot prove it, don't blame our Prosperous Auction for being overbearing... Humph!"
In a certain private room, a sharp glint flashed through Liao Wuxin's eyes.
Meanwhile, City Lord of Haiyan City Chen Guichen and her granddaughter Chen Yan also attended the Prosperous Auction, occupying a fifth-floor private room.
Chen Yan said, "Aren't those children in 309 as well?"
Chen Guichen was not worried in the slightest, because he knew the King of Hell was right here. Therefore, even though Zhao Xin was the one who had struck down Old Man Liang just now, he knew the person behind the scenes must be Ling Yun.
"Never mind them; those people targeting 309 are simply courting death."
"How would Grandpa know?"
Chen Yan's eyes were filled with questions.
"Keep watching and you will know."
To this, Chen Guichen merely offered a calm smile.
"What, too cowardly? Cowards."
Ying Wuwei's despotic and arrogant tone resounded throughout the Prosperous Auction.
"Daddy, he's looking down on you."
"Handsome uncle, I'll help you beat him up."
Humming sounds vibrated through the air!
The crowd suddenly felt a sense of suffocation emanating from beneath the floor.
"Sword, come!"
Following a single call from Ling Yun, the Dragon Bone Sword below trembled violently. The three guarding