Seeing that the middle-aged woman still wanted to escape with her son, Lu Zijia smiled a bit speechlessly. "Our Octagon Auction House isn't something you can come and go as you please."
If this happened to the Octagon Auction House from time to time, would the Octagon Auction House still be able to remain in business?
As soon as Lu Zijia finished talking, the guards of the Octagon Auction House, who had been waiting on the side, immediately went forward and detained the middle-aged woman and the strong man who were trying to escape.
"My daughter-in-law is already dead. What else do you want?" The middle-aged woman struggled and shouted, looking as righteous as possible.
Lu Zijia couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense with her anymore. She waved her hand and directly asked the guards to take her away.
