"To possess the strength to slay a Quasi-Imperial Monarch?" Ah Ran looked startled as she scanned Yang Ji up and down, thinking he had gone mad. Her gaze slowly became strange.
Seeing this, Yang Ji didn't waste words. He released his aura fully, with the Power of Destiny's suppression gone, the lingering resentments from Cang Huang before his death enveloped the sky and bore down upon Ah Ran, assaulting her mind directly.
"Ah! This is..." Overwhelmed by the resentment, her complexion turned deathly pale as if she had seen an endless slaughter, and she let out a panicked scream. In her terror, she stumbled backward, nearly falling to the ground.
Upon seeing her reaction, Yang Ji promptly retracted his aura and covered everything with the Power of Destiny, causing the resentment to vanish without a trace.
"How about it? Miss Ah Ran, do I qualify to attend the auction now?"
