Zhang Xian hesitated, halting in his tracks.
It's not that he was afraid of The First Temple, but he knew that if he made a scene here before the auction had even begun, he might as well be giving it up.
Being in need of money, he wouldn't let such a minor issue spoil his plans.
Of course, that was under the assumption that the people of the Broken Sword Sect wouldn't push him too far. If they dared to provoke him, even if monks from The First Temple were to appear, he wouldn't let the bearded man off easily.
"What's wrong? Afraid to show some spirit?"
The bearded man scoffed dismissively, saying, "Just because you guys are silent doesn't mean that I'm scared. This lady here touched me just now, how should we settle this?"
"How would you like to settle this?" Zhang Xian asked with a smile.
After a lecherous glance at Mo Shaoyun, the bearded man said: "It's simple, have this beauty spend the night with me, and the matter will be settled …"
"SMACK … SMACK …"
