After Fane handed the card to the staff, he and Lana entered the villa and came into a nicely decorated hall.
On the side of the hall, a stage was built temporarily for this auction and there were stools for the people to sit.
The light was dim, and the atmosphere was eerie; the crowd could not help but frown.
The hall was soon filled with people-nearly a hundred of them. Then an old man wearing a charcoal black robe and a mask o n his face walked up to the stage slowly.
The old man's blond and shiny hair caught Lana's eyes; her face immediately dulled and sank. "Is this organizer from America?” Lana whispered to Fane.
Fane's brows snapped together at the scene before him. "How come? How did the Dragon scale fall into the hands of the people of America?"
At this moment, once Fane finished his last sentence, hundreds of black-clothed people came into the hall from the front doors and side doors, surrounding everyone in the center of the hall.
"What the..."
The situation of being surrounded by hundreds of bulky, black-clothed men had the prominent families feeling worried.
"Oh, everyone, please stay calm. They're here today to maintain the order and help with the auction. Don’t have to worry!" The old man on the stage opened his mouth with a warm laugh and his arms extended, signalling everyone not to panic.
The old man then clapped his hands, gesturing the staff to bring out the item. A female usherer walked up to the stage with a plate on her hands. On top of the plate, there was a golden scale.
"That's the legendary Dragon scale?"
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