"What did you say?"
Mu Ming was stunned. He did not understand where the Purple Cloud Holy Land gotten the guts to say such things.
This Qin Yu was only an elder of the Purple Cloud Holy Land. could he really represent the Purple Cloud Holy Land?
"Nothing. It's just that the things that I, Qin Yu, like aren't what any Tom, Dick, or Harry can get their hands on."
Qin Yu said indifferently. His words made the Mu family's people jump in anger.
This was a blatant insult. They simply looked down on the Mu family.
"Qin Yu, do you know who I'm going to give this martial art to when I bid for it?" Mu Ming said angrily.
"I don't care who he is. If you want it, you can bid for it." Qin Yu said indifferently.
"Cough, cough. Fellow Daoist of the Mu family, don't interfere with the auction. If you want it, you can participate in the auction." Lin Mo stood on the stage and said indifferently.
