Xu Fan had just left when the middle-aged man in black at the auction revealed a profound smile and slowly walked to the corridor entrance. He took out his phone, dialed a number with a light touch.
"Everyone, get ready to move, 'kill the chicken to get the eggs'!"
The middle-aged man slowly uttered a sentence, his words overflowing with murderous intent.
After he finished speaking, he quickly pocketed his phone, then his figure seemed to turn into a bolt of lightning, as he instantaneously leapt down from the space between the stairwells.
The auction was set on the third floor of Yu Lou Hotel; the stairs here were at least seven or eight meters above the ground. The middle-aged man's body, like a fluttering leaf, lightly landed on the ground, merely kicking up a bit of dust.
After that, the middle-aged man slowly stood up from the ground, patted the dust off his clothes, and walked out of Yu Lou Hotel.
