"Young master, please give our Angel Race some face and refrain from causing trouble during the auction."
The young angel's expression turned equally ugly.
There was already a trace of anger in his tone.
The moment he said this, the many angels who had rushed over but had never intended to involve themselves in the matter all had their expressions change drastically.
Did this bastard even know how to speak?
Our Angel Race's face was face, but did others not need their own face?
This really was...
Our Angel Race was not the ruler of the Ruthless Dynasty!
"Hahaha..."
Qin Shaofeng laughed in fury, nodding repeatedly as he said, "Good, good, good. What a fine 'giving the Angel Race face.'"
The gates of the Ghost Mansion opened, and the aura of a Sage immediately crushed down upon the young angel.
With one step forward,
Qin Shaofeng had already seized the young angel by the throat and backhandedly slapped him across the face.
Slap!
The crisp sound left everyone who saw the scene dumbfounded.
Not far away, on the second floor of an inn,
several handsome figures dressed in bright red robes, their faces brimming with arrogance, were likewise stunned by what they saw.
In present-day Luoyue City, the backgrounds of these people could all be considered top-tier.
They had come here to dine partly because they wanted to observe the people passing by on their way to the auction.
When that burly man had appeared, they had sensed that something was not right.
They simply had not given it much thought at the time.
Only after Qin Shaofeng exposed it in a single sentence did they truly understand.
But even after understanding,
they could only twitch violently at the corners of their mouths as they watched Qin Shaofeng point the