On the Yin River Continent, Thousand Fox Mountain was far from the only mountain range.
Among the more famous ones were Lion King Mountain, White Camel Mountain, Red Blossom Mountain, and Graceful Beauty Mountain.
If Thousand Fox Mountain was ruled by a pack of foxes, then Lion King Mountain was ruled by a pride of lions.
And the nine-foot-tall man now challenging private room number one was one of Lion King Mountain's young masters, Huang Kuo.
The man assumed the person inside did not know his identity. Just as he was about to flaunt it, an utterly calm voice came from within. "Huang Kuo, the fifth young master of Lion King Mountain. Is there something you need?"
"Hey! You know who I am, and you still dare fight me for something? You must be tired of living!"
The voice remained perfectly level. "Fifth Young Master Huang, allow me to remind you that this is the auction house, not your Lion King Mountain." In other words, if he wanted to throw his weight around, he could go home and do it.
"Besides, at an auction, the highest bidder wins. Surely you understand even that much, Fifth Young Master Huang?"
Though the voice was calm and devoid of any inflection, Huang Kuo somehow heard mockery in it.
Huang Kuo was just about to cause trouble when the attendant beside him stopped him. "My dear Fifth Young Master, you can't fight here! If you do, Lion King Mountain will be blacklisted by Huayin City!"
Huang Kuo pressed his lips together and reluctantly lowered the fist he had raised. He was thoughtless and impulsive, but not entirely ignorant of how things worked. He had only raised his fist because he could not back down without losing face, knowing that his attendant would stop him.