When Raymond bade for the snow dragon fruit, others had decided to withdraw in order to not offend the Flaming Sun Valley. A smug smile played on Raymond's lips when his trick was successful.
"Well, thank you for doing this for me!" Raymond said conceitedly.
"Humph! This is an auction house, not the Flaming Sun Valley. The snow dragon fruit will belong to the highest bidder. 55, 000 vital energy crystals!"
A boy's voice came from a corner of the auction house.
People turned to look who it was, and then saw a boy of 16 or 17.
He was wearing purple, and his clothes were luxurious. His demeanor was both dignified and graceful. He seemed someone royal or noble.
Standing behind him were a group of martial artists. Apparently, they were under the boy.
'He must be from a prominent family. He doesn't take the Flaming Sun Valley seriously, '
thought most people present.
'Besides, he has three martial artists at the Earth Realm as his men.'
"You... Who are you? How dare you ignore the Flaming Sun Valley!"
shouted Raymond. He was boiling with rage now.
"Seriously? I'm here to make bids at the auction. Is the Flaming Sun Valley so high-handed that nobody is allowed to bid?" the boy sneered and then turned to the auctioneer. "Hello, Miss Auctioneer, can we bid for the snow dragon fruit?"
Disdain was written all over his face.
Many other martial artists had been already irritated by a bossy Raymond, but they had been forced to keep their resentment to themselves because of the formidable power the Flaming Sun Valley had.
The boy contradicting Raymond somewhat appealed to them. Some of them even laughed out loud to show their approval.
The auctioneer turned to Raymond and told him, "Sir, please don't disturb the public order at the auction.
If you are really interested in the snow dragon fruit, please make your bid."
Although the Flaming Sun Valley was a powerful sect, the Ganges Auction House was one of the very best auction houses, with its forces all over the country. Besides, it had a close relationship with many sects. After all, they needed the Ganges Auction House to procure various kinds of resources for them.
As a result, the auctioneer was not intimidated by Raymond despite his background.
Raymond had stirred up the public fury. Although he was used to being arrogant, he felt rather embarrassed at this moment.
"60, 000 vital energy crystals!"
Raymond said in a loud voice.
"65, 000 vital energy crystals!"
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