"Such weaklings! Just too weak!" The youth stepped a foot on the low railing on one side of his private room said as he shook his head, looking down at the bodies lying around the steps. The scene of all those bodies with their heads all split open made for a truly grisly sight. The auctioneer who had been standing tall and straight on the stage had suddenly lost all the strength in his legs and crashed sitting onto the ground, his whole body trembling as he stared at the unusually vicious and cruel youth above.
The youth was extremely good looking, but he was no different from a devil!
He saw the crowd disperse and the place grew quiet. The attractive looking youth sneered with contempt and suddenly, his eyes fell onto the private room opposite his and his gaze caught onto Jun Wu Xie's.
Blood was still streaked on the youth's attractive face. When his eyes met those of Jun Wu Xie's, he froze a moment.
