"What if I don't?" Lin Xuan suddenly spoke, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
He was truly furious; if the auction truly had such a rule, he would remain silent. But if it was discrimination due to identity, that was a different matter.
He would let these people know, his identity was not something they could provoke!
"Kid, I advise you not to cause trouble at the Wanxiang Auction," the martial artist sneered, "although you can kill the Huang Family Elder in one move, you are nothing in the eyes of our Wanxiang Auction!"
"Killing you would be very easy!"
"Presumptuous!" Wang Li shouted angrily.
"Dare threaten Young Master Xuan, better ask if I agree first!" Dongfang Xiong stepped forward, exuding a powerful aura.
"What? Want to make a move?" The auction's martial artist sneered, snapping his fingers, as five Second-level Venerables walked up behind him, staring at Lin Xuan and his group with hostility.
