Huang Xiaolong's frivolous words enraged Young Master Chang of the Kongtong Sect to the point where he was almost bursting with anger, yet he dared not make a move here and could only suppress his rage.
Suppressing it! Forcing himself to suppress it!
However, it was fortunate that Huang Xiaolong had agreed to compete with him to see whose item for sale at the auction hall was more precious!
"Fine, boy, you who know neither heaven nor earth!" Young Master Chang turned to Miss Zhan. "Miss Zhan, you've witnessed this matter. It's not that I'm bullying the weak but this trash, he's far too arrogant! Pushing people too far! Hence, Miss Zhan, I would like to request the best appraiser from the auction hall!"
"Hmm," Miss Zhan nodded. "Young Master Chang, the three sword techniques you found in the ruins are indeed too subtle for an ordinary appraiser to truly appreciate. Alright, I will go and invite Mr. Dongfang. Young Master Chang, please have a seat."
Mr. Dongfang!
