"Come, tell me, do you want a refund, or do you want the Octagon Auction House to compensate you?"
In just a while, the other white-clothed young man and the bearded middle-aged man also got up from the ground in fear.
Perhaps shocked by Mu Tianyan's move just then, they stood at the side trembling, as if they wanted to turn themselves transparent with all their might.
The yellow-haired young man subconsciously looked at the bearded man, the pleading look in his eyes very obvious.
However, the short-bearded man lowered his head and couldn't receive his distress signal at all.
Perhaps even if he received it, he wouldn't dare to speak up for him.
Lu Zijia saw the yellow-haired young man's subconscious reaction and turned her cold gaze to the short-bearded man.
"If he doesn't want to talk, you can go first!"
Lu Zijia put her hands behind her back and walked to the short-bearded man like a queen patrolling.
