What Comes Next May Be a Little Violent

(This chapter is a bonus update for Hall Master "Remaining Snow Reflects a Broken Bridge"!)

Now...

You can crawl up here.

Those resounding words left the hall silent.

Nigel, who had been sitting quietly in the front row, narrowed his eyes the moment he heard them. Then he rose and turned around.

Just in time to see that figure slowly descending. Their gazes met.

Mu Fan looked into those blue eyes, his expression calm.

Nigel, tall and handsome, wore a cold smile. "Interesting. Looks like someone who doesn't know the meaning of death has come up here."

By now, how could Nigel not realize that the person who had barged into the police station a few days ago was probably this kid?

He lowered his eyelids and cast an indifferent glance at the buyers holding their breaths.

Spreading his arms with a hint of regret, he said, "I'm afraid I'll have to delay everyone for a moment today. I, Nigel Garret, invite you all to enjoy a good show."

"Guards, come out."

With a snap of his fingers, a large group of fully armed soldiers poured in through the side doors on both sides of the hall.

Click, click, click, click!

A rhythmic chorus of safeties being released rang out as every gun barrel aimed at the figure walking down at an unhurried pace.

Then, with a confident sneer on his face, Nigel, dressed in a blue-striped suit, stepped onto the auction stage one step at a time and stared icily at... Mu Fan.

"The Star Capital Guard's mechs are right outside. Officer from the Federation, I think you may be a little too confident."

Mu Fan stopped walking and stood straight.

"Miss, I'm afraid your friend is finished. In the Barnard Star System's private territories, carrying firearms is completely