"Ah! Pfft!"
The short-bearded man let out a shrill scream. When his body was still kicked into the air, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Bang!
"Pfft!"
The short-bearded man's back hit the heavy red wooden door of the auction house fiercely.
The red wooden door was fine. Instead, the short-bearded man suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood, looking really miserable.
Seeing him like this, the onlookers couldn't help but pity him.
Of course, they only pitied him in their minds. It was impossible for them to do anything else.
And the yellow-haired young man and the white-clothed young man, who originally wanted to extort more gold coins after seeing Lu Zijia compensate them readily, turned pale at this moment and obvious fear appeared in their eyes.
"You… You promised not to make things difficult for us. How can you go back on your word?"
