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"Such arrogance!" The owner of the adjacent room snorted coldly and then fell silent. Fang Jueyu indeed hadn't broken any auction rules. The rule was that the highest bidder wins, and as long as no one offered a higher price than him, there was no problem with him winning all the items.
The owner of Room 02 was a very burly middle-aged man. He had a head of neat short hair, and the cigar between his fingers was almost burnt out. His darkened expression clearly showed his anger.
"Who the hell is in Room 01?" the middle-aged man asked coldly.
"Sir, that room is usually prepared for members of the Ladinic Family," the person standing behind the middle-aged man said meekly.
"The Ladinic Family?" The middle-aged man's face showed a trace of caution, and there was even a hint of fear.
