Ultimate Master in Urban

Chapter 1948 - 1979: Give This Young Master Some Face

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.

After speaking, the young master turned his gaze outward, his expression uncertain, "Qing Feng, the person in Room 3 is raising bids so recklessly. As the host of this auction, shouldn't you do some tidying up?"

The aloof voice carried a sense of superiority, causing Qing Feng's expression on the high platform to shift slightly.

The two old men in linen also focused their gazes on Room 10, seemingly lost in thought.

As the two old men withdrew their gazes, Qing Feng looked at them, and seeing the nod in response, took a step forward, arriving at the center of the auction house, cupping his hands toward Room 3.

"Honored guest, we are truly honored by your presence at our auction and thrilled by your participation. However, to maintain our auction's basic order, we kindly ask you to present the corresponding item for the bid. If it is proven that you can afford the price, our auction will gladly proceed."

When Qing Feng finished speaking, everyone in the venue, whether in the public seats or private rooms, focused intently on Room 3, waiting to see the occupant's move.

"If you want to see it, I'll let you see it, what's the harm?"

Ye Feng's extremely calm voice came from the private room as a phantom Big Cauldron directly pierced through the formation inside, floating above the auction house.

At the moment the phantom Big Cauldron appeared, Qing Feng's eyes narrowed, and as he looked at the illusionary and powerless cauldron, his heart felt cold.

He felt nothing unusual from the cauldron, considering it a completely useless illusion.

As anger rose within him, he instinctively felt the occupant was using this to insult him.

Just as he was about to reprimand and uphold the auction's prestige, the two linen-clad figures on the high platform slightly trembled.

Their hearts surged with waves of shock.

Their eyes on the Big Cauldron turned to extreme dread, and their palms were drenched in sweat.

Just as Qing Feng was about to speak, the two old men simultaneously said, "Quickly, step down."

Their words hit Qing Feng alone, jolting him into realization of his mistake.

From the Divine Sense transmission of the two old men, he discerned that the reason he couldn't fully perceive the Big Cauldron was due to his inadequate cultivation.

Given his current Xuan God Peak cultivation couldn't see through it, it indicated that the cauldron's owner had reached the Lord Realm.

Furthermore, the urgency in the old men's voices suggested this person's cultivation was not low even among the Lord Realm.

All these revelations made Qing Feng's body tremble as he apologized toward Room 3.

"I apologize for my presumption, please forgive me."

After speaking, Qing Feng retreated back to the high platform.

No further sound came from Room 3, and the Big Cauldron gradually dissipated into the air.

The occurrence of this event left other private room occupants in silence.

The matter of Room 3 was not discussed further.

In Room 10, the young master appeared confused.

"Did you notice anything unusual about the Big Cauldron?" the young master asked the old man in blue.

"Reporting to the young master, I did not notice anything different," the old man answered respectfully.

"If it truly were an ordinary item, Qing Feng wouldn't have retreated. Could it be that the Big Cauldron is something extraordinary?" the young master murmured to himself.

"But regardless of the Big Cauldron's nature or the person in Room 3, since this pair of gloves is what I desire, I can't let it go easily,"

the young master's voice grew colder.

Fixing his gaze once more on Room 3, he loudly declared, "Fellow Daoist, I am from the Golden Fire Sect and have an interest in these gloves. Please, in consideration of my sect, grant me some respect."

"After this, I would be honored to call you my friend, what do you think?"

The sense of superiority in his voice was palpable, causing a stir throughout the auction house.

From the high platform, Qing Feng's gaze shifted toward Room 10, his expression shifting once more.

In this situation, he had no choice but to cast an inquiring look at the two old men.

But at this moment, the two old men closed their eyes.

Despite their actions, their minds were filled with curses.

"What an idiot."

Almost simultaneously, everyone in the other major private rooms sneered at such foolishness.

The occupants of other rooms clearly saw that the person in Room 3 was not an ordinary cultivator.

Otherwise, the two old men would not have remained silent, nor would Qing Feng have personally apologized.

All these things confirmed the extraordinary nature of the occupant in Room 3.