Ma Hongjun's Miserable Death! Did He Realize His Mistake, or Did He Just Know He Was Going to Die?!

Ma Hongjun followed Xiao Wu's gaze, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his lips.

"Of course, we can't compare to the experts on the rankings."

"But dealing with some minor noble would be effortless."

Tang San's brow twitched slightly.

"Fatty, don't make trouble."

"I was only saying."

Ma Hongjun raised a hand and patted Dai Mubai's shoulder.

"Once the auction ends, follow him first and take a look."

"If he doesn't have guards, the Deep Sea Sinking Silver Mother shouldn't stay in his hands."

Xiao Wu immediately turned her head.

"You aren't allowed to do anything reckless."

Dai Mubai did not answer.

His gaze remained fixed in the direction of the VIP seats.

Ma Hongjun also put away his smile and said in a low voice:

"Don't worry."

"We're only taking back what belongs to the strong."

Xiao Wu looked at the two of them, her brows slowly furrowing.

Inside the auction house.

Qian Daochen was still seated among the VIPs.

He did not pay attention to the gazes of the Shrek Academy group.

On the Heavenly Screen, Qian Daoliu's aura had gradually stabilized.

The radiance of the Divine Archangel enveloped all of Spirit City.

Qian Daochen lifted the wine cup from the table and took a light sip.

"Daoliu."

"This reward suits you quite well."

The Heaven Dou Imperial Auction had ended.

One noble after another left the venue.

Qian Daochen put away the Deep Sea Sinking Silver Mother and walked out of the auction house alone.

His white robes passed through the long street, the Ancient Sword at his waist swaying gently with his steps.

The Shrek Academy group also walked out of the auction house.

Ma Hongjun looked in the direction Qian Daochen had gone and gave Dai Mubai a meaningful look.

"I'll