“Don’t make claims you can’t carry out.” Jian Ming sneered.

There was already an existing feud. If Alchemy Child could, he would absolutely kill Jian Ming. Therefore, he instantly retorted: “Fool, our Immortal Monarch is an apex existence while you all are mere worms. Being disrespectful to my sect and the monarch will leave you with a burial-less death.”

“Yeah, yeah, our young noble doesn’t give a damn about your monarch or sect. If he wants this auction, he’ll get it. Be smart and get out of the way.”

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