The chat group admin really knows when to take action.

I wonder if such a luminous pearl could fetch a good price in modern society.

"Of course, of course. Is there anything else you like, young friend? I'll take the liberty of giving it to you. Feel free to choose anything in this hall."

Hai Bodong patted his chest. As the supreme elder of the Mittel family, he could easily give away some of his own family's things.

Jiang Nan glanced at the items displayed in the showcases in the auction house lobby.

Precious elixirs, high-grade herbs, fourth-tier magic cores, defensive armor and weapons, and combat skills.

To him, it was all useless garbage.

It's not as practical as a pretty luminous pearl.

"I don't want that kind of trash."

Jiang Nan spoke calmly.

Hai Bodong was not surprised at all, because for experts above the Dou Zun level, everything in the hall was indeed trash.

"As expected, young friend has excellent taste."

Hai Bodong also knew that Jiang Nan's reason for taking a liking to the luminous pearl was probably because it was beautiful.

The two chatted openly in the hall.

Such pretentious remarks have displeased some people.

You should know that everything displayed in this hall is extremely valuable.

They would cost at least 100,000 if sold elsewhere.

These precious treasures, starting at 100,000, were given away for free, and the young man didn't even want them, calling them trash.

This cannot be tolerated.

"Oh dear, I wonder where this country bumpkin came from, daring to speak so arrogantly here. Does he even know where he is?"

Just then, a young man walked out from the crowd.

The young man's unsteady gait is a clear indication of kidney deficiency.

Hai Bodong frowned slightly; he was a little displeased.

The two people remained silent.

The young man continued speaking.

"Judging from your appearance, you can't afford anything here. You can only talk about it, which is really pathetic."

Jiang Nan was wearing a simple tracksuit, which certainly didn't look like expensive clothes.

Hai Bodong was the same; he didn't care much about such things either.

However, in the eyes of young people, those who do not wear silk clothes or jade pendants are all poor.

"Hey Lao Hai! Are all the guys here like this? I feel like punching him."

Jiang Nan said with a hint of helplessness.

"You don't need to come, I'll do it."

Hai Bodong's face turned cold.

Although he was a Dou Huang powerhouse, he didn't like to argue with juniors.

However, if the younger generation takes advantage of this...

He wouldn't mind slapping someone to death.

Moreover, this junior dared to defy him.

Previously, Hai Bodong had confidently boasted to Jiang Nan about how powerful he was in the Mittel family.

As soon as I came in to pick out a few gifts, a junior came over to cause trouble. Wasn't that a complete slap in the face?

The young man's eyes were filled with disdain when he saw Hai Bodong about to make a move.

“Do you know where this is? This is Mittel…”

Before the young man could finish speaking, Hai Bodong slapped him so hard he was sent flying.

My teeth are all smashed.

"I never thought that idiot Fujiyama could raise such a piece of trash. It seems that the Mittel family has really declined during my absence."

Hai Bodong spoke calmly.

Mittel Tengshan is the eldest elder of the Mittel family.

He is a powerful Dou Wang (Battle King) expert.

At the same time, his methods were extremely shrewd, enabling him to strengthen and expand the Mittel family and create new glories.

"You dare to hit...you even dare to call the Grand Elder an idiot, you're dead."

The young man struggled to his feet, covering his slurred mouth as he spoke.

However, the next second, Hai Bodong was in front of him again, and reached out to pull him back.

The two intense fights left a deep impression on the child.

There's a handprint on each cheek, which looks quite harmonious.

The people around them became bystanders.

The young man who was sent flying should be around a nine-star Dou Zhe (a powerful martial artist).

The clothes they were wearing were also those of the Mittel family.

They dare to bully members of the Mittel family on Mittel family territory.

This kind of thing hasn't happened in years.

As one of the three great families of the empire, the Mittel family is renowned for its power.

At this moment, more than 20 guards with weapons came over.

Daring to cause trouble at the Mittel auction house is a slap in the face to their family.

Can't let it go.

"It seems that Tengshan, that idiot, has produced quite a few useless people."

Hai Bodong originally didn't want to act too conspicuously.

But at this moment, it's clear that not being high-profile is the only option.

The moment to show off has arrived.

Hai Bodong instantly unleashed his Douhuang aura.

A chilling cold enveloped the entire venue.

The strongest one present was only Dou Ling.

Everyone felt a chill run through their bodies.

Even the blood was frozen.

The weak beings knelt on the ground, feeling the pressure of death under the Dou Huang's might.

The strongest of the more than 20 guards who surrounded them was only a Great Battle Master.

Under the pressure of the Battle Emperor, they all prostrated themselves on the ground, as if they were worshipping a king.

The young man, whose face was swollen on both sides, only then realized that he had kicked a hornet's nest.

And it's a very strong iron plate.

"What, weren't you very arrogant just now?"

Hai Bodong coldly surveyed the entire room, showing no intention of withdrawing his imposing aura.

The bystanders watching the drama unfold felt immense pressure.

The gossip has backfired on me.

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Chapter 242, The Time to Show Off

The young man knelt on the ground, trembling, and began to speak.

"What do you want to do? My grandfather is an elder of the Mittel family, a Battle Spirit."

At this moment, Dou Ling, who was enduring the pressure in the crowd, rolled his eyes at the young man.

"You brain-dead idiot!"

He cursed inwardly.

This young man has offended others, so why drag them into it?

Now they're throwing a tantrum.

This is collateral damage.

Who is your grandfather?

Hai Bodong, emanating a chilling aura, stepped over the guards who were prostrate on the ground and came to the young man.

Seemingly sensing Hai Bodong's chilling killing intent, the young man spoke with a trembling voice.

“My grandfather is the third elder of the Mittel family, Elder Leo, and I am his grandson, Reiler. If you kill me, the Mittel family will never let you off the hook.”

Hai Bodong chuckled softly, his eyes filled with indifference and contempt, as if everything in his eyes were nothing more than insignificant ants.