"Auction, huh? Isn't it supposed to go to the highest bidder? Can't afford to keep up?"
Timothy cracked a smile and then shouted, "Forty thousand Mana Crystals."
"Fifty thousand Mana Crystals."
"Whoosh."
In an instant, a sword aura whizzed past, narrowly missing Timothy. The chilling sword aura slashed down, carving a huge gash in the wall.
"What are you really here for? If you don't have a good reason, don't blame me for cutting you down," Selene said, her body radiating a bone-chilling coldness, her barely concealed murderous intent now fully visible.
"I'm here for two things: to snatch treasures and to beat up the so-called geniuses," Timothy slowly stood up.
"You've got some nerve. Our Cristar's auction house is protected by powerful figures, and now with Miss Selene here. You think you can just come here and cause trouble?" Mira scolded angrily.
