Suddenly, someone in the crowd cried out in horror, "Elder Yin! You are the Martial Grandmaster of Myriad Treasures Store, Elder Yin Zhaoyang!"
"What? He is Yin Zhaoyang?"
"Damnit! A Martial Grandmaster? Really?"
"Why is Myriad Treasures Store involved in this?"
"No wonder the City Lord was given special treatment during the auction!"
Yin Zhaoyang's face flickered. He did not expect to be recognized by someone. And worst of all, they all seemed to think he was with Yanwu. His face grew dark; if this misunderstanding were to spread, the Cheng and Zhou families would not let him go.
"Hmph! You pieces of trash are simply a disgrace to warriors!"
