"I see, so that is what had happened." Old Zen frowned before gazing at Compass Carburettor, "You're speaking the truth right, Lord Gahrat?"
"Do I have a reason not to?" Compass Carburettor snorted.
"You're right." Old Zen sighed, "Even I can't see through your strength. If you wished to do so, you can indeed destroy my auction house."
"The stronger you are, the more difficult it becomes to see through your cultivation. It's such common sense that I'm surprised your auction house stood tall for as long as it did." Compass Carburettor said with a blatant tone of mockery.
He implied that since his staff were so blind, they would definitely have offended countless powerhouses in the past. So, it was a wonder that the auction house hadn't been destroyed along the way.
"You're…right about that." Old Zen seemed shocked by his words, feeling enlightened a little as he cupped his fists, "I'll ensure that they aren't so short-sighted anymore."
