"Get lost!"
In response to all those claims, Xia Ping coolly uttered those words. He looked at the Qian Clan servant. "What's so special about the Qian Clan? How dare you put on airs in front of me and tell me to show your master some respect? Who is he? Do I know him? You expect me to show him respect? That's laughable."
"This is an auction. People bid against each other. Whether you can buy something depends on your own abilities. If you don't have the money, don't come here pretending to be a big shot."
"By the way, isn't the Qian Clan supposed to be so powerful? You don't even have this much money. Have you gone bankrupt from doing too many shady things? If you really can't afford it, just ask me. I might even lend your Qian Clan some money."
He looked down at the Qian Clan servant with undisguised contempt.
The servant was so furious that smoke seemed to pour from his nostrils. His whole body trembled. "Bastard! You—you actually dare insult the Qian Clan like this? You've got some nerve!"
He had never imagined anyone would dare treat the Qian Clan this way. The Qian Clan was used to throwing its weight around in the nearby star systems. Other than the Universe Sect, there was no one they feared.
He had thought that showing up in person would immediately intimidate the other party and make the kid obediently withdraw his bid. That was the power of the Qian Clan.
But he hadn't expected the other party not only to keep bidding, but to mock him to his face, acting as if the Qian Clan meant nothing. It nearly made him explode with rage.
"Get lost. Stop standing around here making a nuisance of yourself