At the sight of the Fire Leopard Sect Master inside the iron cage, a wave of sharp intakes of breath swept through the auction hall.
"The Fire Leopard Sect Master!"
"It really is him! The Body Sect actually locked him in a cage!"
"The master of an entire sect, treated like livestock..."
Inside the Fire Leopard Sect's private box, the grand elder sprang to his feet when he saw their sect master locked in a cage, his clenched fists cracking.
"Sect Master!"
The other members of the Fire Leopard Sect also turned ashen, their eyes bloodshot.
Some even tried to rush out to argue with the Body Sect, but those beside them held them back tightly, terrified of angering the Body Sect.
In the other factions' private boxes, everyone's expressions changed as well.
They had assumed that however overbearing and unrestrained the Body Sect might be, it would at least leave these people some dignity.
After all, they were all prominent figures in the Soul Master World.
Yet now, even the Fire Leopard Sect Master was being treated this way.
What about the others?
The members of the Wind Sword Sect, the White Tiger Sect, and the two great empires, along with the families of the unaffiliated soul masters, all knitted their brows, and many turned deathly pale.
Sitting in his private box, Ning Fengzhi also felt the fox's grief at the rabbit's death rise within him.
He was afraid-afraid that one day he, too, would end up in such a plight.
But where some grieved, others naturally rejoiced.
"Haha, Old Fiery Ghost, so you've finally met your day! This really is retribution!" A hoarse, cold laugh came from another private box.
The Fire Leopard Sect's grand elder whipped his head toward the voice, but he could not see anyone.