"Misunderstanding?" Huang Xiaolong sneered, "Are you sure now that the Cultivation Technique lost at your auction is not the Black Moon Technique?" In fact, Huang Xiaolong knew that the so-called misrecollection and the supposed loss of the auction's Cultivation Technique were mere fabrications by the other party.
There was no such incident!
Lin Yuan forced a smile, uglier than crying, "Sure, sure, it was my mistake!"
Just then, suddenly, a shout came from outside, "Who has the audacity, the lionhearted courage, to cause trouble at my Dufeng Auction?" Following that, a series of footsteps, the sound indicating that many were approaching.
Lin Yuan's face lit up with joy.
Next, a middle-aged man with a full beard and extremely thick eyebrows, leading dozens of people, burst into the inner hall.
The inner hall was spacious enough that it did not seem crowded even with dozens of people surging in.
