The instant she finished speaking, two piercingly cold glints shot out from beneath the Bamboo Hat worn by the Tiandao Palace Holy Son's avatar.
"Does it really matter whether it's true or false? Of all the cultivators attending this auction, how many have genuine information on their Identity Tokens?"
Under that gaze, the obese female cultivator's breathing stalled slightly, and for an instant, she felt as though she were suffocating.
But the feeling came swiftly and vanished just as swiftly.
Moreover, she knew that the person before her stood far above her in cultivation, so she did not dwell on it too much.
"True or false indeed does not matter, but... you have no small connection to Elder Fan of Bai Zhang Market, so this junior has no choice but to say a few more words. Over the years... Elder Fan has used his ties with our Duobao Merchant Guild to stuff quite a few people in here."
"Arranging for people to come is no issue in itself. So long as they are reliable and possess sufficient wealth and strength, our auction house naturally welcomes them. But the problem is that Elder Fan has filled his pockets to the brim from this, while not a single one of the people he arranged was reliable. They have caused our auction no end of trouble."
As she spoke in quick succession, a cold smile curled across the obese female cultivator's lips.
Her expression did not improve just because the other party was connected to Elder Fan of Bai Zhang Market. On the contrary, the look in her eyes grew increasingly hostile.
Coming here to serve everyone was merely a trial she had no choice but to undergo.
But with her background and influence, she naturally knew far more about the auction house