Starlight Auction House

"Brothers, let's go!"

"Let's head to the third floor and find some women to have a good time!"

Seeing Feng Yan accept the gold card, the leader of the group signaled for his companions to rise, and they headed toward the third floor.

Feng Yan simply found an empty seat in the general seating area and sat down, preparing to enjoy the show.

His gaze swept toward the third floor; those brutes from the Sun Moon Empire had already arrived and were saying something to the attendant at the entrance.

Although the distance was great, Feng Yan heard every word clearly.

"Distinguished guests, this private room is reserved long-term by the wealthiest merchant in the Star Luo Empire, Wang Defa."

The leader of the dark-skinned men flashed a set of pearly white teeth, pointed his thumb at himself, and said arrogantly, "I am Wang Defa."

You are Wang Defa?

The attendant sneered inwardly.

Since when was the wealthiest merchant in the Star Luo Empire a dark-skinned man from the Sun Moon Empire?

If you really are Wang Defa, then I am the legendary Nine-Colored Goddess Ning Rongrong descended to the mortal realm.

Despite these thoughts, the attendant maintained a professional smile.

She was a veteran of the Starlight Auction House, and having worked in this industry for so many years, she had seen all sorts of monsters and freaks.

But this was the first time she had encountered someone so shameless.

"Um... Merchant Wang..."

The attendant chose her words carefully. "Could you please show me your invitation?"

The dark-skinned man took out the invitation he had purchased at a high price and pointed at the name on it. "Look, look closely. What do these three big characters say?"

"Wang Defa, you recognize them, right?"

The attendant glanced down, confirming that the invitation did not look like a fake; the seal was genuine, and the handwriting was authentic.

But she knew the truth in her heart...

This invitation was either stolen or found; there was no way it had been obtained through proper channels.

Just then, a roar erupted as Wang Defa waddled over with his fat body. "So it was you bunch of dark-skinned Sun Moon Empire thieves who stole my invitation!!!"

"Who are you calling dark-skinned!!!" The leader of the group immediately flew into a rage. A scorching sun appeared above his body, and seven soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—emerged beneath his feet.

A level-seven soul cannon assembly with dozens of barrels appeared behind him, its muzzles aimed directly at Wang Defa's round face.

Dark skin is clearly the symbol of our Sun Moon Empire's royal family; how dare you call us dark-skinned!

This is an insult we cannot bear!!!

"Um... um..."

Wang Defa was stunned, his face pale with fright, before he hurriedly roared, "Elder Huang, why haven't you acted yet!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a gray figure instantly appeared in front of Wang Defa, blocking the muzzles.

It was a man in his sixties with a cold expression, dressed in a gray robe.

From the moment he appeared, a lonely, sinister, and chilling pressure swept toward the dark-skinned men.

"A... a Title Douluo!" the leader of the group couldn't help but exclaim.

The gray-robed man spoke coldly, "This Seat is named Huang Jinxu, a level 91 Title Douluo."

"You are that newly promoted... Heavenly Calamity Douluo!"

The leader clearly knew of Huang Jinxu, and his voice trembled.

Huang Jinxu's martial soul was named "Heavenly Calamity Lone Star," and it was rumored that in his early years, he had cursed his parents and all his friends and relatives to death.

A saying had circulated across the continent:

When the Heavenly Calamity appears, the household withers; the Lone Star guides the fate, sparing not even one's own kin.

Simply put, if anyone provoked him, they didn't even need him to lift a finger—they would just be unlucky enough to die on their own...

He couldn't believe this fat man had the guts to have the "infamous" Heavenly Calamity Douluo as his personal bodyguard.

Was he trying to die faster?

Damn it!!!

If it were an ordinary Title Douluo, their royal status might still carry some weight, but this guy had to show up!

They had truly hit a snag today, running into a Heavenly Calamity Lone Star.

The leader cursed under his breath and led his brothers away from the third floor.

"Elder Huang, why didn't you teach them a lesson? They even dared to steal from me." Seeing Huang Jinxu let the group go, Wang Defa asked.

Huang Jinxu replied, "No, they were not the ones who stole it. The strongest among them only has seven rings; it would be impossible for them to bypass me."

"The person who did this must be a Super Douluo, otherwise, I would have sensed it."

Wang Defa was stunned.

A Super Douluo stole his invitation?

How could that be possible?

Would a being of that level even need to steal?

Shouldn't they just have to open their mouth for the Starlight Auction House to immediately crawl over and offer it up on a silver platter?

Wang Defa expressed that he didn't quite understand, but he was deeply shocked.

Could it be that shameless old geezer from Shrek Academy?

No...

Thinking about it carefully, he had never offended Shrek Academy.

He even owned quite a few properties in Shrek City and paid countless amounts of taxes every year.

He couldn't figure it out... he simply couldn't figure it out...

Seeing that he couldn't come up with an answer no matter how he looked at it, Wang Defa could only swallow his pride.

If Elder Huang said it was a Super Douluo, then it must be!

The black-clad men slunk downstairs, their dark cheeks tinged with a livid, greenish hue.

One of the underlings asked, "Boss, are we just going to let this slide?"

Hearing this, the leader immediately scolded, "What else? Do you want to be cursed to death by that Heavenly Calamity Lone Star?"

The underling explained again, "That's not it, it's those 100,000 Gold Soul Coins... that money shouldn't just go to waste!"

The leader fell silent.

100,000 Gold Soul Coins, while not a huge sum for him as a member of the Sun Moon Empire royal family, didn't exactly grow on trees.

"What do you want to do?"

The underling leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper, "The person who sold the invitation is still in the auction house. Why don't we go have a 'chat' with him?"

He placed special emphasis on the word "chat," the implication of which was self-evident.

The leader gave him a deep look, then scanned his surroundings.

It was a mixed bag of people here, and even Title Douluo, who were rarely seen on ordinary days, were likely lurking in the shadows.

If he dared to make a move here, he wouldn't even need those experts to intervene; the auction house guards would throw him out themselves.

"Leave these matters for after the auction ends. Don't forget our primary objective..."

The underlings exchanged glances and dared not ask further.

But they knew their boss had agreed.

The auction was finally about to begin.

Feng Yan narrowed his eyes, watching the black-clad men as they hurried back toward this area, the smile on his lips undisguised.

Interesting...

It had been a long time since things were this interesting...

Those black-clad men specifically chose a spot neither too close nor too far from Feng Yan, glancing in his direction from time to time.

Feng Yan couldn't be bothered to respond to them; he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

On the stage, a golden-haired girl dressed in extremely luxurious attire began to solemnly introduce the first auction item of the night.

Although the girl wore a half-mask, the visible half of her face was quite beautiful, and combined with her sweet, fragrant voice, she appeared rather charming.

But Feng Yan didn't care about any of that; right now, he only cared about the Gold of Life.

Beyond that, he only cared about items that would be useful to Tang Wutong.