Did I Tell You to Move?

"Did I tell you to move?"

The man held one end of the bite gag, winding it around his fingers as he played with it.

The gold-and-silver bite gag gleamed faintly beneath the lights.

Bian He leaned closer. "I was wrong..."

With a light tug, the man loosened what was wrapped around his wrist.

Sitting at the edge of the bed, he raised a finger and gently poked Bian He between the brows, his tone casual. "Wrong? I think you're hungry."

His alluring appearance was as intoxicating as pheromones.

Bian He lowered his eyes, hiding the obsession spilling from them.

Suddenly,

the man's fingertips slid over his face and curled around the back of his neck.

He removed the bite gag and casually tossed it onto the pillow.

Then he shifted farther onto the bed and coaxed him softly.

Bian He gazed up at the man's beauty.

The moment he was finally free to move, pheromones instantly flooded the entire room.

He parted his lips and called out softly.

The isolation door could keep the scent of pheromones from leaking out.

It could also hide tearful pleas for mercy.

"Next, please welcome our final highlight item: an S-rank Omega. The starting price is eleven million gold coins. He was brought down from the mountains by more than ten S-rank Alphas working together, so his strength must not be underestimated. His beauty could topple a kingdom, and he has yet to be marked. Which Alpha is confident enough to tame such a top-tier beauty?"

The moment those words fell, the audience below erupted.

"Seriously? It took more than a dozen Alphas to bring him back? That's too exaggerated, isn't it?"

"Sounds like he has quite a wild temperament. I don't like Omegas who are too domineering—I couldn't handle one."

"I'd like to give it a try. Don't you think it'd be more exciting to turn a hard-to-tame wild kitten obedient?"

"Who knows whether they're exaggerating? Is he really that good? An Omega is still an Omega—could he be stronger than an Alpha? And that price isn't low."

More than ten million gold coins.

That was no small expense.

"Money isn't the issue. I want to see whether he's worth spending that much to buy."

"It's rare to come across prey this challenging. This is an ultra-rare S-rank Omega. Just thinking about it feels amazing..."

"Auctioneer, stop wasting everyone's time and hurry up and lift the curtain."

"Yeah, let us see what he really looks like."

Almost everyone stood up, shouting to see the grand finale beneath the black cloth—the person said to possess beauty capable of toppling kingdoms.

At the same time.

At the highest row of the stands.

Several men with extraordinary bearing stood in the darkness, taking in the entire farce.

"Brother, you're not joining the auction? I heard long ago that this was the main attraction of the auction. If those guys were willing to spend a fortune to get him, he must look pretty good. Maybe this Omega's compatibility with you would be a better fit."

Wan Ying raised his glass of red wine and drained it in one gulp.

His thin lips lifted slightly as he spat out cruel words. "I'm not interested in killing anyone right now."

In the compatibility database, no Omega had a compatibility rating with him higher than eighty percent.

His compatibility with Alphas was even worse...

If the compatibility rate was too low, a permanent mark could easily cause irreversible damage to an Omega with weaker physical constitution. At best, they would permanently lose the ability to conceive; at worst, they would lose their life.

No one would foolishly come knocking just to die.

"Brother, are you sure you're not going? I asked you in advance, so don't try to steal him from me later."

He waited for a while and, seeing no response,

said again, "Then your little brother will go take a look first. Maybe I'll even find a love that shakes heaven and earth."

As he spoke, the man leaped down from the stands, landing precisely on the ground.

Then, the black cloth fell.

An iron cage appeared.

Inside was an Omega dressed in white.

All kinds of bloodstains marked his white clothes, adding a touch of fragile beauty.

He seemed to be unconscious, curled up insecurely. He was thin, though he appeared to be quite tall.

"Auctioneer, he's wearing a suppression collar. We can't see him clearly like this. Why not take it off?"

"Hey! Frail Omega, lift your head."

"Beautiful Omega, why don't you choose? Which of us is more suited to be your Alpha?"

One after another, they deliberately released targeted, oppressive pheromones in order to show off before this S-rank Omega.

The scents in the hall were chaotic and pungent.

The venue descended into disorder, and all order was lost.

"And this took more than ten S-rank Alphas? Just release oppressive pheromones, and wouldn't an Omega have no choice but to beg obediently for mercy?"

"More than beg for mercy—he'd probably cry and beg an Alpha to give him a little pheromone..."

"An S-rank Omega has a superior constitution. Does that mean it takes multiple Alphas to satisfy one?"

"Why don't us brothers share him?"

Disgusting laughter filled the entire hall.

Leaning by the window, Wan Ying swept his gaze over the figure onstage.

Idiots who judged others solely by gender could only spew filthy nonsense, controlled by their lower halves.

That cage was specifically made to imprison Alphas whose pheromones had gone berserk. To lock up an Omega in it and even put a suppression collar on him... unless he had been caught during his heat, they probably would not have been able to bring him back.

Interesting.

An Omega who could suppress Alphas until they were battered and bruised...

Onstage.

"Please remain calm, everyone. I'll wake him up right away." The auctioneer picked up a remote from the table and pressed the button.

A burst of electrical crackling sounded.

The unconscious person was jolted awake by pain.

Dozens of disgusting gazes landed on him, as though they wanted to carve him into pieces.

The moment he lowered his eyes, his blue pupils were hidden.

As the auctioneer pressed the button again,

the pain in his body grew even more intense.

Pheromones spilled out.

The floral scent was poisonous.

The auctioneer had put on an isolation mask in advance. With another press of the button, isolation panels rose around the cage.

The scent was cut off, and the pheromones in the air dispersed through the vents.

The audience below gradually came to their senses and scrambled to raise their bidding paddles.

"Twelve million."

"Twelve and a half million."

"Thirteen million."

The bids continued.

The man braced himself against a pillar and jumped back up, steadying himself before brushing nonexistent dust from his hands.

Excitedly, he said, "Brother, lend me some money. I want to buy him."

Wan Ying's lips tightened as he looked at the person in the cage.

A glass panel separated them.

Their gazes met by chance.

As expected of an S-rank Omega, his senses truly were sharp.

Wan Ying had just caught a trace of his pheromones, and it felt as though their compatibility was not low.

After waiting a while without receiving an answer, the man asked weakly again, "Brother, did you bring enough money? Can you lend me a little?"

Wan Ying came back to himself and looked at his younger brother. "No."

Those two words were far too cold.

Wan Yan's outstretched hand, ready to receive the money, hung lonely in the air.

"Brother, my dear brother, just lend it to me for now. It's not like I won't pay you back. I want to buy him and have him compete with the Omega at my place."

His tone brimmed with excitement, as though he could already see the wonderful scene.

Two Omegas fighting over an Alpha's affection.

In this world, that was perfectly normal.

Wan Ying tossed aside his wineglass. "Go redeem him for me and send him to the room upstairs."

With that, he turned and left.

Leaving Wan Yan standing there alone in stunned silence.

"? Brother, didn't you say you didn't want him? You can't play like this. The treasure I had my eye on—you want to steal him too, uh..."

Before he could finish, overwhelmingly oppressive pheromones appeared.

Wan Yan's face went pale, cold sweat forming on his forehead. "Brother, I was wrong. I'll raise the bid right away."

The pheromones vanished, and the crushing weight pressing down on him disappeared.

At last, he could breathe a sigh of relief.

Wan Yan rubbed his aching shoulder and jumped down from the stands.

He muttered under his breath, "Damned capitalist! You can be so ruthless even to your own younger brother. Hmph! Don't get smug. Sooner or later, someone will be able to cure that foul temper of yours!"