Chapter 21 What Would You Do?

"Wait!"

While the middle-aged man was still bowing his head, a slow and steady voice came from upstairs in the auction house.

This voice was mixed with strong soul power, causing everyone present to shut up and look towards the source of the sound.

Crunch~.

A black private room on the second floor was opened, and a man dressed very gorgeously came into everyone's sight.

He put his hands behind his back and jumped onto the stage.

"Manager Yuan, you're finally here!"

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately knelt down and flattered the visitor.

"Useless thing, you've brought shame upon the auction house!"

The man called Manager Yuan did not give him a good look. While speaking, he kept looking at Kong and Paimon and the fox girl behind him.

"Yes, the shopkeeper taught me..."

When the middle-aged man saw that Manager Yuan took the initiative to take the blame, although he was scolded, he felt inexplicably relieved.

"Humph, my auction house has been based on integrity since its establishment. You actually took the initiative to leak the customer's information without authorization. Damn it!"

Shopkeeper Yuan had no intention of letting him go. He stretched out his big hand, grabbed the middle-aged man's neck, and twisted it hard, causing the man to die instantly.

He casually threw the man's body aside, took out a silk scarf and wiped his hands elegantly, then looked towards the field and said:
"Everyone, the reputation of my auction house has never been questioned. This person took the initiative to break the rules and has now been dealt with by Yuan. Please rest assured, no matter who it is, no one can break the rules of the auction house!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were basically on Manager Yuan. His move really shocked everyone in the audience.

This instantly dispelled everyone's doubts about the auction house's strength.

The auction house is still the same auction house. Even if there is a mysterious young man who can kill a Soul Saint in seconds, the owner of the auction house dares to stand there arrogantly, which means that they have the confidence to suppress the mysterious young man.

Xue Qinghe, who was in private room No. 2 at this time, saw the shopkeeper Yuan appear on the scene and didn't know what to do.

Because he learned through the secret investigation of the Spirit Hall that the shopkeeper Yuan was actually an outer sect elder of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect,
The people behind this auction house are not only the royal family and nobles, but also rely on the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, one of the top three sects!

And this person dared to leave after seeing Kong Neng kill the guest official who was a Soul Saint in seconds, so there must be at least a master from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect in this auction house, or even a Titled Douluo!
There are only two Titled Douluo in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, one is Bone and the other is Sword.

Either of these two is a leader among the Titled Douluo, especially the Sword Douluo. It is no exaggeration to say that even if She Long and Cixue were present, they might not be able to defeat him.

Therefore, even if he believed what Paimon said, he couldn't help but feel a little worried about them.

At this moment, in the field, Shopkeeper Yuan was looking at Kong and Paimeng with great interest.

Before coming out, he had already asked people to investigate the background and whereabouts of the two, but the results were very limited.

The two of them seemed to have appeared suddenly, and the most traces they could be traced back to a dozen days ago through the fox girl behind them.

In view of the two's mysterious strength, he had originally planned to turn a blind eye.

Anyway, the strongest fighter in the auction house right now is the Soul Sage, who can never be a match for that young man.

But just now, a voice of summons sounded in his ears, and he knew that today this young man and the people behind him would have to stay here.

"Boy, I don't know what your relationship with His Royal Highness is. If you had left just now, I could have considered it as giving His Royal Highness a favor and pretending nothing happened." Shopkeeper Yuan looked at Kong sinisterly and continued:
"But since you've broken the auction house's rules, you must bear the corresponding punishment!"

"I don't want to waste time, so call out your greatest support."

Kong looked at the person in front of him. The so-called soul power fluctuations on his body were similar to those he had fought before. However, there was a very strong aura in the private room he had just come out of.

Why do they all think that their backgrounds are very powerful?
Then just let them come out directly, so you don’t have to beat the younger ones when the older ones come. Just skip the steps and kill the older ones, and pass it quickly!
"It seems you won't cry until you see the coffin." After saying this, Shopkeeper Yuan turned to face the center and said angrily:
"Everyone, my auction house opened as usual today, but I never expected to encounter obstruction from evil individuals. They relied on their immense power to do whatever they wanted at the auction house, and even wanted to change the rules of our auction house. This is truly lawless! I ask everyone present to seek justice for our auction house!"

"..."

"No, wasn't this guy very strong just now? Why is he acting like a sissy now?" "What? He defeated a Soul Saint in seconds like it was a piece of cake. I'm here to seek justice for you? Just give me a few tries..."

"What's going on? What's going on here?"

Everyone looked at Manager Yuan on the stage, almost crying, and they were all confused. What was he doing?
Are you starting to act pitiful because you can’t win?
Where's the energy you had in making those harsh remarks just now?
"Alas, Your Excellency is really going too far."

A sigh was heard from all around, accompanied by the sound of a sword, and two figures appeared next to Manager Yuan on the stage.

One figure was a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament and outstanding appearance, while the other was an old man with white hair and beard, an indifferent temperament, a long sword in his hand, and arrogance in his eyes.

"Isn't this Sect Master Ning and Sword Douluo from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect?!"

"Oh my god! Sect Master Ning and the others are also attending the auction today? Why haven't I seen them?"

"He's the sect leader, so he must be in the private room. Do you think he's in the hall like you are?"

"Wait! That's not right. Let me think about this. Sect Master Ning and Jian Douluo are now on the stage. Could it be that they are here to help the auction house seek justice?"

"Fuck, the auction house is really shaking people up?"

"Haha, a bunch of idiots who don't understand the situation..."

…………

"My name is Ning Fengzhi. May I know your name?"

On the auction table, Ning Fengzhi looked at Kong and was the first to introduce himself, but with his hands behind his back, he showed no sign of being polite.

"..."

"Traveler, they seem to be playing with something dirty?"

Paimon frowned, feeling that things were becoming complicated.

"Well, that's what it means to be both responsible and independent."

Kong nodded. If these two people had directly come to the auction house to make their case, he would have looked up to them. But now they were coming up with some lame excuse of seeking justice.

"Your Excellency, I have a general understanding of the whole matter. When you are in an auction house, you must respect the rules of the auction house.

Even if this is your friend, if you take him away by force, you will probably only be criticized."

Ning Fengzhi didn't get angry when Kong ignored him, but instead loudly explained the reason for the incident.

"Is it reasonable for this auction house to secretly buy and sell people as commodities?" Kong asked.

"Sir, slaves can be bought and sold here."

"What about those who were not originally slaves but were forced into slavery contracts?"

"How do you know he was forced? Just because he was a slave, that's enough."

"..."

Kong knew that what Ning Fengzhi said was actually not wrong.

This country prohibits human trafficking, but slave trafficking is not illegal.

The difference between the two is a piece of paper called a slave contract.

"What do you do when a contract is used as a tool to enslave others?"

Sora suddenly thought of an old friend, whom people called the God of Contract, Morax.

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