Almost at the same moment, everyone inside the private rooms silently cursed, their words filled with both expectation and anger.
There was also a hint of killing intent hidden within.
At this moment, inside Room 10, the young master suddenly stood up, his eyes glaring toward Room 3, the killing intent in his eyes completely unmasked.
His right hand pressed against the front table, and with the surge of his powerful cultivation, the exquisite and expensive table shattered instantly into a pile of debris.
The face of the old man in blue also turned extremely ugly, his body standing stiffly as he reverently asked the young master, "Young master, this brat is simply disrupting the auction's order, we must teach him a lesson."
"Of course, I held my silence because I didn't want to bully the weak, but since this brat is so clueless, we must teach him a profound lesson," the young master said coldly.
