"I'll give you face."
After a moment of silence, Ye Lin nodded at Wei Wuyou.
He was not a mindless fool. Given the current situation, it was better not to make any more enemies.
Making an enemy was worse than making an ally.
"Hold on to my Seven-Colored Lotus. I'll wait for you outside."
Ye Lin pointed at the Seven-Colored Lotus in Huo Ling'er's hand as he spoke slowly, then left alone, carrying the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor.
Watching Ye Lin's retreating back, the other Kings all fell silent.
It seemed things had changed somewhat.
"Everyone, I just remembered that I have something to deal with at home. I'll be leaving first."
After saying that to the others, Yuan Chu turned and ran.
He had personally witnessed Ye Lin's strength and had even fought him before. Ye Lin's power had already been deeply etched into his mind.
He had no desire whatsoever to keep fighting Ye Lin.
"Everyone, the auction has ended. Our Heaven and Earth Trading House is closing, so please make your way outside."
Wei Wuyou looked at the people before him with a faint smile.
That person had given him face earlier. Now, it was time for him to return the favor.
Drive these people out.
So long as they got the hell out of here, they could fight however they pleased. Better yet, if Blood Slaughter killed every last one of them, what strength would the Nine Ancient Clans have left to block the Heaven and Earth Trading House's advance?
"Let's go. Blood Slaughter absolutely cannot leave this place alive today."
In the blink of an eye, only Seven Kings remained of the original Nine Kings.
One had been taken away, and one had run off. Only the seven of them remained.
Yet they