"Whew..." Everyone let out a long breath. The feeling of being crushed beneath dragon might had been truly awful, like the struggle of a drowning man before death—the suffocation, the helplessness, the insignificance. They feared they would never forget it for the rest of their lives.
"Hehe, that's better! How does it feel?" Another arrogant voice cried out. "How could the remains of a dragon be desecrated by the likes of you? You cannot even withstand this little dragon might, yet you still dare to clamour for a public display! Is a public display... something you are worthy of seeing?"
"Go..." The color had somewhat returned to Zhu Qing's face. With a wave of his hand, the ink brush fell into his grasp. He then pushed his hand forward, and the dragon bone flew far away, transforming into a golden moon that hung in the night sky of Ming Yue Palace.
"Esteemed seniors..." Zhu Qing bowed again and said softly, "Star Picking Tower truly has unspeakable difficulties in putting this item up for auction in Ming Yue Palace! This matter was indeed sudden. Please look—this junior had not even prepared a magical artifact to shield against the dragon might. That should tell you... this junior was caught completely unprepared as well. Of course, regarding certain matters... perhaps seniors have blamed us too soon. Star Picking Tower knows perfectly well what this dragon bone is. Before the thousands of fellow immortal auction participants in Ming Yue Palace, this junior can swear a heart oath that Star Picking Tower had previously sent someone to contact senior. It was only after receiving no response from senior, and when Tongzhu Kingdom went to war with another nation, that Star Picking Tower decided to... auction this dragon bone! As for how senior received the news