An old man, but with a muscular body entered the hall directly behind the stage. Although he already had all his gray hair, the old man seemed to have more vigor than a young man in the prime of his youth. The old man looked at everyone with an annoyed face, as if everyone owed him money.
"You people dare to come to my Twilight Auction House, create a mess, and as if you are not satisfied, you dare to try to kill one of my guests?! Who gave you all this courage?!" The old man roared.
Alice felt her ear ringing, and the irritated voices of the other guests were nothing but noises in her ears. Alice leaned on the back of the armchair she was in, and looked at Elliot. Elliot stared hatefully at the giant, the veins in his neck throbbed violently, and he gritted his teeth hard. Elliot closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. Unbridled rage would not help him at all, he should be calm and sensible.
