"Trading the Monkey's Paw for this cloak? Are you insane?"
"You lunatic, if you'd said you had this earlier, forget the Red Dragon Cloak—I could've caught you a Red Dragon."
"Lord Peacock, hurry up and bring out something stronger! Crush his arrogance!"
The auction hall immediately erupted into chaos.
Peacock ignored the hecklers and raised her head, her gaze seeming to pierce through space as she looked at Liu Zheng.
Liu Zheng avoided her gaze, looking at his nose and focusing on his heart.
Who knew whether this bitch could kill with her eyes? There was no need to confront her head-on at a time like this.
"I'll add this as well."
Peacock withdrew her gaze and took out a roll of white paper.
With a casual flick, the paper unrolled in midair, revealing itself to be a banner.
Ten crooked, lopsided characters were written across it.
"Bastard boss, give me back my hard-earned wages!"
"The Wage-Recovery Banner. Once used, it can represent all employees under an enemy who have had their wages withheld or deducted and demand back pay from that enemy, inflicting corresponding True Damage."
"The higher the enemy's position and the more employees they have under them, the greater the True Damage multiplier, up to a maximum of 200%."
Projection Man introduced the banner's function.
"Damn."
Liu Zheng could only say, "Damn."
A maximum 200% damage bonus, and it was True Damage. This thing was practically a capitalist killer.
Still, Peacock was trading this away. Wasn't she afraid someone would turn it against her someday?
No matter how he looked at her, this bitch did not seem like the kind of conscientious boss who protected employee benefits.
"Damn, Lord Peacock has really brought out something incredible. Good thing our auction house always pays its employees on time,